Echos of the living

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#106 Post by Ranalf »

((Oh no! Izzy!))

Ranalf and Rana had been lurking in the shadows of a building, holding their breath and sneaking into the building quietly. Well, Rana did. Ranalf kept his scope trained on both the beak dragon and the prawn, also seeing Izzy being pulled into the shadows. They're doomed...Hm...Might as well wait till they're dead and it's clear...We can't help them and they have a very dim chance of winning... he thought as he snuck back to his sis. "We're waiting this out..." he whispered and Rana looked at him shocked. "No...We're going to save the-" she was about to say out loud before Ranalf put his hand over her mouth. "Shhh...There's a giant, red, worm-crab thing some mix between a Crocodile, bird, and horse...We can't help them...Once it clears out, we'll scavange from the bodies...I don't see much of a way they'll live through this..." he said, peaking over the rubble of the wall and then back again. Rana nodded solumnly and both sneaked into the building, making very little noise and hid in the darkness under the stairs, waiting for the noise. Rana wasn't caring about hiding, she wanted to help them, but knew her brother was right. Ranalf, meanwhile, just kept his crossbow ready, waiting.

((Oh, and those claws I'm gonna guess are either Phobia or Widow Mantis(s).))
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#107 Post by Kisuke »

Michael was knocked backwards as the giant prawn burst into the building. "[censored]!" He rolled out of the was and stood on one knee, aiming his pistol straight at what he could only assume was that thing's face. "Only 9 rounds in this thing, better make smart use of them.." He fired off 3 shots towards it's remaining eye and prayed. He then slipped the gun back in his balt and pulled out his sledgehammer. "Izzy, if you can move, help me wail on this thing!" No response. "Izzy?" He turned around to look where she was standing and saw the last few moments of her being dragged into the shadows. "[censored]!" He tossed his pistol to Lilia, calling out "there are only 6 shots left, don't waste them!" After saying that, he chased after Izzy and whatever dragged her off, pulling a flashlight out of his pack.
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#108 Post by Volgaia »

"Wait, what are you doing?!?" Lilia yelled as Michael ran off. She bent over hand hastily grabbed the gun. "Hold on a second... I don't know how to use this." She stowed the gun in her bag and began rifling through it. "Come on girl, think!!!"

Lilia looked at the beak dragon for a quick second and then at her newly crafted mace, "Nah, hitting it won't do anything." She kept searching through her bag until she found her chemistry set. One of the larger vials had an amount of amber liquid inside of it. "Diesel gasoline, that should do it." Lilia gripped one of her sleeves and yanked off a sizable amount of cloth; she stuffed the scrap of clothing into the tip of the beaker and turned the whole thing upside down. Roughly half of the liquid seeped into the cloth.

Lilia flipped the beaker right-side up again and quickly lit a match, holding the flame up to the cloth until it caught fire. Once a good amount of the cloth was in flames, Lilia hurled the beaker into the air. It landed somewhere in front of the beak dragon and shattered, coating the nearby furniture in gasoline and crimson flames.
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#109 Post by Lief »

Mark

Mark grunted as he was shoved out of the way of the claw, he fell flat on his back not far away from where the beak dragon was. He pulled his 1911 and fired the two rounds that were in it, aiming for the neck area. He holstered it, rolled over (farther away), grabbed his axe off his back and stood up. He paid no attention to the giant lobster-type thing, he did note that Izzy got dragged off and the other guy had gone after her though. "Damnit, girl, if you don't know how to use it, give it here!" He yelled over to Lilia, who was unfortunately on the other side of the beak dragon.

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#110 Post by darktimes »

She didn't foresee this. all happened so fast, and while she has no problems understanding what happens, the beakdragon is still a big confused. but instead of just standing around stupid like a twolegger would, her Primal instincts awaken and her thoughts were put to rest.

Big, red, strong, scary. fear. get away. flight.
Loud thunder, deafening, sharp pain in Neck, luckily her thick hide stopped the bullets. it still hurts and they are stuck in her scales. She roars for the first time. deafening loud, powerful and primal.
suddenly fire, red, hot, burning, too bright, she closes her eyes. She roars again. stands up on hind legs, grabs burning thing with front claws and throws it in general direction of fire throwing prey. it hits the wall above Lilia and shatters in pieces, raining down gasoline and flying pieces at her.
Blind. Get out. run, flee. FLEE.
she breaks into a sprint, towards the hole the tainted strong twolegger made earlier. she has a excellent nose, and could literally see the scent of the yelling creature. she jumps through, and was away, she opens her eyes again and sprints down the road with 80 m/ph.
slowly, the more soffisticated parts of her brain restarted, and the first sentient though entered her mind: have to find shelter.
while on the run, part of her was just scared, another was furious about what happened, and how that big thing interfered. another is just glad she is still alive.
a Zombie looks up as he notices a 2 ton heavy Lizard charging at him. no thought entered its mind. the disgusting taste of its rotting flesh fill her mouth as she snatches the corpse, snaps its legs off, throws the still moving torso in the air to catch it again, so that the zombies head faces down her throat. she did all that still running, and now swallows with some hesitation.
it tastes disgusting, especially when you smelled the delicious meat of twoleggers, but she has nourish herself.
This thing all things devours:
Birds, beasts, trees, flowers;
Gnaws iron, bites steel;
Grinds hard stones to meal;
Slays king, ruins town,
And beats high mountain down.

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#111 Post by the red soldier »

Izzy

The giant prawn started to panic at the sound of gun blasts and fire, the building began to collapse from years of decay and the fact that a giant mutant sea creature was tearing up the place. As Michael chased after Izzy, his flash light could only get glimpses of her being muffles and dragged by a slender creature in green, its movements erratic and always shifting as the sound of snapping bones filled the crumbling halls. It was to fast and to erratic to follow though as the trail grew cold, its shifty movement simply to hard to grasp and the dark to hard to see through to follow effectively. The only chance now for the rest of the people in the building to survive was to make a run for it.

(Wouldn't mind if everyone stayed together and meet up with other players)

Tyrant

As the Beakdragon ate its zombies fill out of desperation, the sound of gorging could be heard in the distance, the beakdragons take down of the zombie attracted the sound as the Tyrant came out of a dark alley, dragging a twoface in one hand, his pick axe still impaled in it and a piece of tentacle in the other. His miners gas mask was off his face, his helmet tilted to the back of its head as his Face was clearly visible. Taking another bite of one of the Twofaces tentacles, the sound of crunching bones was a bit creepy to bare. "CoMe On, BiG tHiNg LiKe YoU eAtInG tHaT?!" His voice seemed to go everywhere as it didn't stay a steady tone.
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#112 Post by Doom114 »

Dom moved along wit Steve, neither really leading since both now knew the way. As they neared the town hall, they could hear the sounds of fighting and destruction, followed by the Tyrants yelling and the sound of crunching bones.
Dom moved slowly towards the next corner, peering around to see a large red creature trampling through a partially collapsed building which seemed to be on fire inside.
He creeps back from the corner, turning to Steve and speaking quietly, "Do you think we should go around? Looks like there's a bit of trouble around here." he jerks his thumb towards the corner.

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#113 Post by darktimes »

Steve went pale as he sees the gigantic creature. "yes." he whispered back. but then he turns his head and looks across the open area, into a street where the mall is. he points to it.
"there it is. we better move slowly and silently. if that thing spots us we're... I'm not sure. maybe we're too small to be considered food. but I don't bet on it..."
its really weird working with, and especially talking with someone else after all this time. Steve didn't know what to feel.
"on the other hand, if we stay hidden till that thing is gone, we can loot the corpses and whatever they had.. your call this time."

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the beakdragon stops, Leaps onto a wrecked bus and goes in a ready stance as soon as she heard the tainted Twolegger. it had a twoface. and crunched its bones with the same, if not more ease than her. she stays in a vary stance and her intelligent eyes rest on him. it made sounds, that seem to come from all directions, and its head wasn't right like other Twoleggers. She gives off a low, sharp hiss as a warning.
something, maybe the memory of that thing going through a wall, made her reluctant to attack it. and it didn't attack either, and its stance wasn't aggressive either.
worried and suspicious, she waits. then she pukes out several human bones and gets back to waiting.
This thing all things devours:
Birds, beasts, trees, flowers;
Gnaws iron, bites steel;
Grinds hard stones to meal;
Slays king, ruins town,
And beats high mountain down.

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#114 Post by Kisuke »

Michael slowed down and eventually stopped as he lost track of the girl. He clicked off his flashlight, put it away and then slammed his hammer into the ground. "God dammit!" He hefted the suddenly heavier weapon up to his shoulder and turned around to rejoin the group. He took one last look over his shoulder and muttered an apology before breaking into a sprint, now concerned about Lilia and the other guy.
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#115 Post by Doom114 »

Dom looks over towards the market, then back at the monster, thinking for a moment.
"The bodies would probably still be there after we're done gathering the food. I don't want to get caught waiting out here for too long."
He shifts his ruck, turning back towards the market and moving away from the corner, hiding behind the wall.
"I also don't want to let the bodies burn before we're get to loot 'em, how long do you think that thing's gonna take?"

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#116 Post by darktimes »

"how am I supposed to know? I've never seen this thing..." Steve sighs, then looks at the Mall again. "you're right. lets get the supplies, by then the big thing would be gone. hopefully."
Steve doesn't know how he feels about this Responsibility shuffling between him and Dom. he didn't want to lead, and so doesn't Dom.
a stalemate, and ironic really. but now's not the time to think about this stuff.
This thing all things devours:
Birds, beasts, trees, flowers;
Gnaws iron, bites steel;
Grinds hard stones to meal;
Slays king, ruins town,
And beats high mountain down.

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#117 Post by Volgaia »

as the flaming mass of furniture splintered above Lilia, she grabbed her bag and ran towards a clear spot. She looked up and realized that avoiding all of the shrapnel would be impossible, so Lilia was forced to block as much as she could with her arms. Most of the pieces that hit her were rather minor, but would most likely leave a decent mark afterwards; however, a rather large chunk came crashing down on her, and that piece made contact with her left arm rather hard. While she was able to deflect the rubble away from her, the force knocked her to the ground as well as nearly breoke some of the bones in her arm.

Lilia laid on the ground, clutching her arm in agony. Despite the pain, she knew she had to get up. Once she finally got up to her feet, she noticed Michael running back into the room. "There you are! We gotta get out of here, now!"
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#118 Post by the red soldier »

The Prawn grew in a frenzied panicked as it simply rampaged threw the ruined city, heading west back towards the sea one could reckon. The building was still collapsing and quickly catching fire. All the noise of the even might as well have woken up all the tainted in the region as well.

( I advice ya leave the building nao! :P Some creepy dude will be waiting for ya.)

Tyrant

The tyrant smirked, well the equivalent of smirking anyways, then laughed at the Beakdragon. "LiTtLe ChIcKeN!" He puts back his gas mask on and hie helmet as he rips out his pick axe from the two face. "NO WONDER YOUR STUCK EATING WALKING CORPSE!" He shouted at it as he seemed to grow aggressive. "PATHETIC! LIKE THE WEAK PINK ONES! HAHAHA!" He started walking towards the bus it was on as he continued to shout. "GET DOWN FROM THERE CHICKEN! I'LL SHOW YOU REAL TAINT!"
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#119 Post by Kisuke »

"I'm well aware of that!" He continued his sprint, moving his hammer from his shoulder into a ready position and headed straight for the door. "YEEEEAAGH!" Michael swung the hammer around and slammed it into the already weakened front door, crushing it and sending splinters flying through the air. "Let's move! This whole place is about to come down" he called out to Mark and Lilia from the now wide open doorway.
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#120 Post by darktimes »

the beakdragon readies to pounce as the tainted twolegger grows loud and aggressive, obviously taunting and challenging her. she's a proud nature, and even though her instincts said no, she gave out a short, bark like sound and leaped at the creature, front claws first, stretched out and ready to kill.
in the air she flexes her belly muscles...
This thing all things devours:
Birds, beasts, trees, flowers;
Gnaws iron, bites steel;
Grinds hard stones to meal;
Slays king, ruins town,
And beats high mountain down.

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