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"[small]Oof... Okay guys. Wait for me.[/small]" Em followed them both, a little slower with the weight of Ari in her arms.
She shut the hatch behind her.
She shut the hatch behind her.
>_> *whistles* I'm still here <_< anyways, Alotak is supposed to be going to Escapism, and we haven't heard from him either, maybe it's internet trouble?
*shrug* He's only been inactive for a week. But the last time he posted was the 11th, so I figure it's good, ol' fashion apathy.sky14kemea said:
If I'm wrong, and he turns up again, he can have an epic return.
Hammond looked either way, noticing a few doors on either side of the corridor. None seemed to be significantly different to any of the others and none offered any directions.
He stood for a short while, hoping that an idea would present itself. Eventually, he gave up. "Savannah, you mind checking these doors for traps?"
The guards were getting closer. Savannah had no choice but to leave the other one behind. He'd never liked him anyway; he had tried to kill him. He made his way back and followed Em through the escape route. After making their passage hidden as best he could, he came out into a different corridor.
"Savannah, you mind checking these doors for traps?" Hammond asked with a frustrated look on his face.
"Certainly."
Savannah looked the first door up and down then up again, before carefully checking the edges of the door for anything untoward. After a thorough check turned up nothing, he opened the door cautiously.
Looking in, his eyebrows raised somewhat in alarm, he opened his mouth as if to say something, then blanked his face and closed the door rather quickly.
"There's nothing of interest," he said, before moving on to the next one. He was usually a good liar.
"Savannah, you mind checking these doors for traps?" Hammond asked with a frustrated look on his face.
"Certainly."
Savannah looked the first door up and down then up again, before carefully checking the edges of the door for anything untoward. After a thorough check turned up nothing, he opened the door cautiously.
Looking in, his eyebrows raised somewhat in alarm, he opened his mouth as if to say something, then blanked his face and closed the door rather quickly.
"There's nothing of interest," he said, before moving on to the next one. He was usually a good liar.
Hammond tapped his foot impatiently, hating the fact that he had to wait. "Hurry this up, we can't wait all day. They'll eventually realise where we disappeared to and masks aren't going to trick them every time..." He adjusted his mask slightly, as if to emphasise the point.
He looked to Em. Sure, she was keeping Ari up right now. But two rogues checking doors was better than one. "Em, you work on the other ones. I'll hold Ari."
He looked to Em. Sure, she was keeping Ari up right now. But two rogues checking doors was better than one. "Em, you work on the other ones. I'll hold Ari."
"Okey doke." Em passed Ari over to Hammond, stretching her arms out in relief.
She moved to the one after Savannah, slowly opening the door in the same fashion. Inside the walls were a strange Lime Green. It appeared to be empty.
"Eeeew, Green walls." Em said, looking around. She frowned to herself.
Huh... Rooting around in her pockets, she found the hunk of crystal, and tossed it into the room. It hit the ground with a dull thunk, and Em heard the distinct sound of a whimper, and a chain rattle.
"..Hello?" She asked.
She moved to the one after Savannah, slowly opening the door in the same fashion. Inside the walls were a strange Lime Green. It appeared to be empty.
"Eeeew, Green walls." Em said, looking around. She frowned to herself.
Huh... Rooting around in her pockets, she found the hunk of crystal, and tossed it into the room. It hit the ground with a dull thunk, and Em heard the distinct sound of a whimper, and a chain rattle.
"..Hello?" She asked.
Hammond took the still unconscious Ari and sighed as the two rogues went about their business. It was annoying, having to wait like this, especially with Manface's mask blocking his peripheral vision.
...Wait, Em's going in a room?
"You find something Em?"
...Wait, Em's going in a room?
"You find something Em?"
There was no reply, but Em was sure there was someone in the room.
"Hold on a sec, I gotta check something." She said to Hammond. Cautiously, she stepped inside.
There was another strange rattle, spinning around, she spotted a man chained to the wall, with a red gag in his mouth. Behind him on the wall were the words "The puppetmaster seeks redemption" painted in a strange green goo.
"Holy crap! Are you okay?" She asked, rushing over and ungagging the man.
The man looked up at her with fear in his eyes. "Please, get me out of here before he comes back!" He said in a voice cracked from dehydration.
"Before who comes back?" She said, attempting to pick the locks on the chains.
"Hold on a sec, I gotta check something." She said to Hammond. Cautiously, she stepped inside.
There was another strange rattle, spinning around, she spotted a man chained to the wall, with a red gag in his mouth. Behind him on the wall were the words "The puppetmaster seeks redemption" painted in a strange green goo.
"Holy crap! Are you okay?" She asked, rushing over and ungagging the man.
The man looked up at her with fear in his eyes. "Please, get me out of here before he comes back!" He said in a voice cracked from dehydration.
"Before who comes back?" She said, attempting to pick the locks on the chains.
The man tried to look at what Em was doing but the chain restricted him "The commander, he comes here when he wants to de-stress. he takes his anger out on me, using those." He said, nodding to a wall with various blades, hooks, and electrical devices attached. He then locked up as he heard a 'clunk' from behind, he looked back to see he was now free, Em having picked the lock holding the chain to the wall, and stood, a malevolent grin slowly spreading across his face, revealing rows of shark-like teeth. He began to laugh, his voice resonating around the room. He made a motion and the door slammed shut as he began to change, muscle and sinew bulging underneath his skin, arms growing longer as fingers and toes grew into long, scythe-like claws and his mouth began to grow wider as he continued laughing till it stretched beyond what a human body could bear. The final change was in height, he grew till he was towering over Em, he let out an unearthly roar and struck at Em lightning fast, slicing off an arm and both legs before he lunged forward, mouth open wide and ready to eat. Then the beast, along with Em's injuries, disappeared as he made contact with herm leaving her in an empty roome with lime-green walls.
A few quiet moments, in which he could hear Em talking to herself, but nothing much eventful happened.
And then, suddenly, a high pitched scream, then a quiet and unfamiliar voice in the back of his mind. "Oh no, one of my new toys broke. Oh well:two left."
Hammond and Savannah exchanged a glance, as if both had just heard the words. "I'll go. Keep an eye on Ari and don't go anywhere." He lowered Ari to the ground, brushing his hand through her hair before standing up again. "Don't. Go. Anywhere."
He drew his sword and walked into the green room, looking around. A few things caught his attention. Em, laid unconscious on the ground. Ruby red scrawling on the opposite wall that said 'The Puppetmaster Wants To Play'. Looks like today's escape wasn't going to be over just yet.
He paced over to Em, though still looking around the room for any signs of what had caused her to scream. He knelt down next to her and tutted. Damnit, looks like we'll have to carry one each. He scooped Em up into his arms, threw her over his shoulder and started to carry her out of the room. He looked down at one point, noticing his shadow.
That's... strange. He looked behind him, where the words were. No light.
And then, suddenly, a high pitched scream, then a quiet and unfamiliar voice in the back of his mind. "Oh no, one of my new toys broke. Oh well:two left."
Hammond and Savannah exchanged a glance, as if both had just heard the words. "I'll go. Keep an eye on Ari and don't go anywhere." He lowered Ari to the ground, brushing his hand through her hair before standing up again. "Don't. Go. Anywhere."
He drew his sword and walked into the green room, looking around. A few things caught his attention. Em, laid unconscious on the ground. Ruby red scrawling on the opposite wall that said 'The Puppetmaster Wants To Play'. Looks like today's escape wasn't going to be over just yet.
He paced over to Em, though still looking around the room for any signs of what had caused her to scream. He knelt down next to her and tutted. Damnit, looks like we'll have to carry one each. He scooped Em up into his arms, threw her over his shoulder and started to carry her out of the room. He looked down at one point, noticing his shadow.
That's... strange. He looked behind him, where the words were. No light.
Options. Always options. Would it be best to run now, and get away from this madness? No. He'd never make it on his own. He didn't like having disembodied voices talking to him. Nor did he like being considered a 'toy'.
Psionics again, no doubt. Or I really am going mad.
He looked about listlessly.
Psionics again, no doubt. Or I really am going mad.
He looked about listlessly.
The room was twisting, warping and bending as Hammond walked. It was, to say the least, annoying. He started to understand why Em had passed out. He started towards the door, before the entire room did a mind-breakingly fast 180 degree turn. He looked up to the red writing, which hung just before him now, mocking him.
He turned back towards the door, "You want to play 'Puppetmaster'? Fine! Let's play! Give me your best shot!" He waved his sword around, as menacingly as he could manage. "I've had about enough of these games anyway!"
As if to answer, the door opened. But behind it lay a wall with several mechanisms attached. They lay dormant for but a second and then fired a multitude of arrows.
Hammond reacted as quickly as he could, pushing Em away and then diving in the opposite direction. As he rolled to the ground, panting heavily, the dull rush of pain came. He gritted his teeth in pain and looked down to his leg.
Holy shiiiii... He looked up again, avoiding any thoughts about the gruesome wound. Hopefully his second skin would get to work on it soon...
He looked over to Em, who had avoided harm. Lucky... lucky... He started to drag himself over to her, fearing that to stand up would ruin his leg even more. He eventually got to her and sat himself next to her.
"Well, this is a fine situation we've gotten ourselves into, huh?"
...
"Good point, this is your fault. Teaches you to go running off into rooms by yourself."
...
"What, the floor isn't good enough for you? Well, tough luck. Unless you expect me to drag you there, you can forget it."
...
He looked down to her and then sighed, grabbed her by the back of the shirt and started to drag both himself and her towards the wall furthest from the door. It took him a while, but he eventually managed the task.
Sitting in a room of purest lime green was not a task that Hammond enjoyed, yet here he was doing exactly that for the longest half and hour of his life. He wondered aloud about where Savannah had gone and why he hadn't decided to come check for him yet.
Just as he entertained these thoughts he could see a large spike start appearing from the opposite wall. Without warning it shot out directly towards Hammond, threatening to skewer him.
But he refused to move. As the spike reached only a millimeter from his face it disappeared.
"Come now, don't be unsporting"
Ah, it was Mister Puppetmaster again. "Fuck off. I'll be as unsporting as I like."
No sooner had he finished these words that a man in a black suit (with matching fedora) appears in front of Hammond, he's hold the hilt of a sword "Fine then" he says, snapping the hilt outward and grinning malevolently as a foot-and-a-half long blade snaps out "Let's play together." And with that the room's illusion disappears, along with Hammond's injuries. He looked over at the door, which had now shut.
"And if I refuse?"
"You die, simple as that." The man replied nonchalantly.
"Guess I don't have a choice then." He stood, glad that the injuries he had faced were naught more than illusions, and then drew his beam saber.
He turned back towards the door, "You want to play 'Puppetmaster'? Fine! Let's play! Give me your best shot!" He waved his sword around, as menacingly as he could manage. "I've had about enough of these games anyway!"
As if to answer, the door opened. But behind it lay a wall with several mechanisms attached. They lay dormant for but a second and then fired a multitude of arrows.
Hammond reacted as quickly as he could, pushing Em away and then diving in the opposite direction. As he rolled to the ground, panting heavily, the dull rush of pain came. He gritted his teeth in pain and looked down to his leg.
Holy shiiiii... He looked up again, avoiding any thoughts about the gruesome wound. Hopefully his second skin would get to work on it soon...
He looked over to Em, who had avoided harm. Lucky... lucky... He started to drag himself over to her, fearing that to stand up would ruin his leg even more. He eventually got to her and sat himself next to her.
"Well, this is a fine situation we've gotten ourselves into, huh?"
...
"Good point, this is your fault. Teaches you to go running off into rooms by yourself."
...
"What, the floor isn't good enough for you? Well, tough luck. Unless you expect me to drag you there, you can forget it."
...
He looked down to her and then sighed, grabbed her by the back of the shirt and started to drag both himself and her towards the wall furthest from the door. It took him a while, but he eventually managed the task.
Sitting in a room of purest lime green was not a task that Hammond enjoyed, yet here he was doing exactly that for the longest half and hour of his life. He wondered aloud about where Savannah had gone and why he hadn't decided to come check for him yet.
Just as he entertained these thoughts he could see a large spike start appearing from the opposite wall. Without warning it shot out directly towards Hammond, threatening to skewer him.
But he refused to move. As the spike reached only a millimeter from his face it disappeared.
"Come now, don't be unsporting"
Ah, it was Mister Puppetmaster again. "Fuck off. I'll be as unsporting as I like."
No sooner had he finished these words that a man in a black suit (with matching fedora) appears in front of Hammond, he's hold the hilt of a sword "Fine then" he says, snapping the hilt outward and grinning malevolently as a foot-and-a-half long blade snaps out "Let's play together." And with that the room's illusion disappears, along with Hammond's injuries. He looked over at the door, which had now shut.
"And if I refuse?"
"You die, simple as that." The man replied nonchalantly.
"Guess I don't have a choice then." He stood, glad that the injuries he had faced were naught more than illusions, and then drew his beam saber.
Savannah frowned when he heard the door slam. He took Aricla over to the door and laid her down gently, then secured her rifle against his shoulder. Slowly, he reached forward to swing it open before raising the the gun. Before him stood a man in a black suit and fedora with his back to Savannah and carrying a large blade. He could make out another figure, probably Hammond, further into the room, who was carrying a beam sabre.
Savannah immediately aimed the rifle at the left knee of the man in front of him and fired, hoping to incapacitate him.
Savannah immediately aimed the rifle at the left knee of the man in front of him and fired, hoping to incapacitate him.
Sorry about that, I got a bit confused and thought he'd disappeared too. Back up to speed now.
Come on, you've got a fight to win. Hammond jumped and sliced at the man, his sword colliding with the Puppetmaster's sword. A flourish and a thrust rendered Hammond's attack useless and cut into his left arm.
He doubled back, holding the wound. How!? My sword should have cut right through!
He doubled back, holding the wound. How!? My sword should have cut right through!
Savannah was about to advance on the now-yelling black suit when a hand touched his shoulder lightly.
"Now what?" he shouted, having meant to think it. Things just kept getting worse. He swivelled round and stepped back in one motion, bringing his gun up, and almost fired. It was Aricla.
"You are awake," he said, mostly to himself, before turning back to Hammond, "It is just Ms. Aricla. Secure him".
He aimed the rifle at the black suit.
"Now what?" he shouted, having meant to think it. Things just kept getting worse. He swivelled round and stepped back in one motion, bringing his gun up, and almost fired. It was Aricla.
"You are awake," he said, mostly to himself, before turning back to Hammond, "It is just Ms. Aricla. Secure him".
He aimed the rifle at the black suit.
When the man's attention was diverted, Hammond took his chance. He shot forwards again, stealing the upper hand and slicing twice at the black suited man before hopping back.
"Aww, what's wrong? Don't like it when your playmate gets vicious?"
Hammond spotted an attack, leaping back just as the black suited man tore through the air with a powerful swipe. "Missed me!" Hammond countered, batting the sword away and slicing downwards. He didn't expect this to hit, simply to distract.
It worked! The black suited man dodged to the side, dropping his guard for just a moment. Time to die, Puppetmaster! Hammond took his chance, pushing outwards with his sword to rip the black suited man's weapon from his grip, and then spun to rend an arc through the man's body, separating top half from bottom in a grotesque, deep red pool.
As the remains fell to the ground, the top half desperately gasping for it's final breathes, Hammond put away his sword and strode nonchalantly over to the man's own sword. He picked it up, slipping it into that magical space that only adventurers seem to have, and then wandered over to Em. It was annoying that he'd still be having to carry someone, but at least it was a change. For the better, he hoped. He pulled her up, throwing one of her arms over his own head, and started to walk out of the room.
"Come on guys. Stop staring already and check the other rooms for an exit. We can't stay here all day." He adjusted Em's mask and painted a smile on it with some blood, chuckling slightly at his 'artistic brilliance'.
"Aww, what's wrong? Don't like it when your playmate gets vicious?"
Hammond spotted an attack, leaping back just as the black suited man tore through the air with a powerful swipe. "Missed me!" Hammond countered, batting the sword away and slicing downwards. He didn't expect this to hit, simply to distract.
It worked! The black suited man dodged to the side, dropping his guard for just a moment. Time to die, Puppetmaster! Hammond took his chance, pushing outwards with his sword to rip the black suited man's weapon from his grip, and then spun to rend an arc through the man's body, separating top half from bottom in a grotesque, deep red pool.
As the remains fell to the ground, the top half desperately gasping for it's final breathes, Hammond put away his sword and strode nonchalantly over to the man's own sword. He picked it up, slipping it into that magical space that only adventurers seem to have, and then wandered over to Em. It was annoying that he'd still be having to carry someone, but at least it was a change. For the better, he hoped. He pulled her up, throwing one of her arms over his own head, and started to walk out of the room.
"Come on guys. Stop staring already and check the other rooms for an exit. We can't stay here all day." He adjusted Em's mask and painted a smile on it with some blood, chuckling slightly at his 'artistic brilliance'.
After turning away from Hammond with a slightly disturbed expression on his face, Savannah saw Aricla opening a door and tottering off through the doorway. He frowned.
Not again.
"Aricla is heading off. I am going to follow her," he alerted Hammond over his shoulder before proceeding briskly down the corridor and to the doorway. Peering around the doorway, he saw Aricla moving from one door to another. She opened the second door and looked inside. A woman's voice was heard. Savannah raised his eyebrow slightly. Aricla turned to him and beckoned him.
Savannah peered inside and he called out in reply,
"Yes, it is. Do you need anything?"
Not again.
"Aricla is heading off. I am going to follow her," he alerted Hammond over his shoulder before proceeding briskly down the corridor and to the doorway. Peering around the doorway, he saw Aricla moving from one door to another. She opened the second door and looked inside. A woman's voice was heard. Savannah raised his eyebrow slightly. Aricla turned to him and beckoned him.
Savannah peered inside and he called out in reply,
"Yes, it is. Do you need anything?"