D.I.C.E(Game Thread/PM to Join)

[Shadowstar38]

"Oh you need not worry about me Lieutenant. Subject 24, Division 6. I certainly can't say I'd mind if anyone here knows enough magic to lessen my restraints enough to be a little more useful. In the meantime however.." He grunted as he pulled another of the leftover spikes from his chest. "..I'll be here if you need me."

"Ah. Well nice to meet you Crow"

The Lieutenant's hands glowed with a red aura, and a light flew from his finger tips. Crow could feel his demon strength flow back into his body as his restraints were lifted.

"Please excuse my haste sir. It seems I have a demon to catch"

The Lieutenant ran around the corner where he had last saw the demon diappear. On the way, be pasted by Aaron, completely knocked out, and could see Danny ran out of his sight.
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The creature had stopped in the blacked out part of the building. Danny could only see the bare outlines of the things in the room. The silence was soon filled with childish laughter, the creature thinking this to be no more than a game.

Danny was unable to pinpoint the source of the sound, as it echoed throughout the room. Slowly, the demon crept towards him the dark, ready to strike.
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The Giant, fleshless beast let out another roar of agony. It was now grabbing at it's stomach, as if something inside was causing it discomfort.

Then it felt it's arm start forcing themselves to the ground. The after effect of a binding spell. The Demon fought it off for as long as it could, pitting Garath's will against his own. It seem the struggle would go on without end until...

*SWISH*

A sword through the stomach took up most of it's attention. The force of the throw made both blade and hilt enter into the beast. Unfortunately, a living being was there as well, trying to escape. Eligor and Elizer got uncomfortably intimate with each other as the sword struck his side. At least now he had some company, and a better method of busting out.

Vayle's own binding formed ropes around the creature's arms, pulling it backwards. The earth shock again tremendously as it fell onto it's back. The giant was open for a fatal strike.

 

[Evrant-Knight]

Garath shaking his head was a way to say that it wouldn't be effected; this gave Isabelle an idea. But before she could act though, Azkar went flying through the air; her form that of a demonic knight with twin sets of horns, and she threw Eligor at the demon, with him piercing the stomach, the demon writhed in pain, causing it to stagger.

Isabelle jumped back to avoid being covered in the demon's blood that had came from the wound. The ground shook again as Vayle's binds had brought the creature onto its back, the chest open for a strike. She fell over as it happened, but managed to avoid the demon's right arm as it came falling to the earth.

After picking herself up, Isabelle unsheathed her own sword, it already glowing with magical energy as she began calling upon an element to assist; small crystals began forming along the blade. It wasn't too long before the whole blade looked like a icicle and became rather cold to the touch. Isabelle also removed her whip, and at the front. it began forming small spike of ice.

"This should help me get a grip." She said to her self with a smile, as she used the whip to latch onto a nearby tree, and pulled herself across the demon's chest, cutting it with her sword as she passed. This caused another scream of pain as she landed, and the ice began to harden.

 

[Terratina.]

Just before impact Eligor screwed his eye shut as the stomach came into view, as not to witness any impalement of any poor souls trapped inside. Eligor opened his eye to find himself yet again in the belly of the beast. Stomach acids were truly an unpleasant thing, so was being thrown at full force through the air by not the most trustworthy person there was and even more so was being stuck in a resident of the stomach, the man with the rather curious aura he had met astrally. He rolled his eyes. Why didn't go for the eyes? At least the beast would be blinded physically and that had a chance of piercing whatever constituted the brains of this brute. He sighed and looked towards the fellow that he had almost impalied.

"Oh, hello." Eligor muttered, "Apologies for the rather abrupt entrance and all that."

He then turned to the remains of an escape effort, a discarded gun lay in a pool of acid, already quite dissolved by the stomach juices. Now was the chance to rip this thing's stomach open, that would be quite painful but if a blow to the stomach only made the giant stagger, who knew how much punishment it could take. Well Eligor simply came to the conclusion that the more, the merrier. This demon would be carved up like Christmas turkey once D.I.C.E. had finished with him. Eligor dismissed those thoughts and turned back to Elizer.

"I am pretty sharp, you know." He said in an offhand manner, "Why don't you give it a shot?"

 

[DarkRawen]

Richard figured that with the demon as occupied as it was now, with Isabelle having slashed the demon with her sword. It seemed to have some kind of ice-effect, and he took note of that her abilities seemed to be ice or elemental-related. Since he could get close now, he got close to it's left side and shot four times, enough to empty the shotgun of the special shells. Then he moved away again, so that he couldn't be reached. At first, it had no effect, but suddenly the acid inside them began working, the demon's bare muscles dissolving at rapid speed, leaving moderate damage to its side.
However, that wasn't the only thing it did. The acid had been especially made so that the bloodstreams would carry it and weaken the inner systems and muscles of a demon. With one this big, only results would show what the effect would be.

"I think that's enough of a contribution." He sighted. "I hope it won't damage too much of the parts." Well, worst case scenario, he could only take the DNA.

 

[Ultraman950]

Sophia wandered into a dark room, hearing a distinct laughter coming from everywhere. She could also hear another person in the room, breathing. One person, one unknown entity in this room.

Fortunately, the room wasn't dark to her. It might as well have been noon, to her red eyes.

She saw the demon creeping toward Danny, who didn't seem to see the demon, and she couldn't tell if he could see her, or at least her eyes. She would call out, but it might alert the monster and cause it to charge him faster. So she did what her instincts told her to do.

Without warning, Sophie flicked the safety off her bullpup and fired at the demon.

 

[Nouw]

*BANG*BANG*BANG*

The sound of gunfire filled the hallway but it wasn't from Danny's gun. He turned to see Sophia firing her bullpup and turned again to notice that the demon was right in front of him. How the fuck did they get the drop on me? Jesus... Shaking aside that thought, Danny fired his handgun and put as many holes in the demon as he could without reloading. It was a bad move, the demon could still be alive. He reloaded as fast as his hands would let him, which wasn't very fast considering he had almost been dropped.

He closed in to inspect the demon. It looked dead enough to Danny but he wasn't going to take any risks. He put another six rounds into what appeared to be its head. He hoped that it would do the trick.

"Is it dead yet?" he asked.

 

[Ultraman950]

Sophia carefully walks up and double-taps it (shoots it point-blank twice) in both the head and chest (or the closest things she can find) with her bullpup, just to make extra-sure.

"Is it dead yet?"

"Is now," she says as she conjures another clip for her rifle and reloads.

All Danny can see of her in the dark room, besides a silhouette, is her glowing red eyes. She's breathing heavily and smells a bit coppery. She also seems to have a hard time standing still.

"Sorry, got held up. So. What'd I miss?"

 

[Nouw]

"A stunt straight from a John Woo film, that's what you missed. Courtesy of Aaron I had a good laugh, although I don't think he's too happy about it," Danny replied, pointing at his unconscious body.

"Yeah, I think we need a healer or something," he added, loading his handgun.

 

[MortifiedPenguin]

The combat knife that Eleizer had obtained from the dead Division 3 solider was useless. In the last ten minutes he had made little head towards making a hole large enough in the for him to crawl through, only succeeding to make ponderous little holes and scrapes in the giants stomach wall. The creature screamed in agony every time the blade struck though, at least he was causing it some discomfort.

Whoosh

The sentient sword he saw in the meeting room pierced the creature's stomach and his side, he let out a yelp of pain synchronised with the giant. The wound started to regenrate immediatly, the runes around his arms were glowing faintly as the muscle and flesh knit themselves back together. Now he had a more adequate tool to make his escape with.

"I am pretty sharp, you know." It said in an offhand manner, "Why don't you give it a shot?"

"Really, I hadn't noticed" He said mockingly as he fussed over his shirt, "You've ruined this shirt, now what am I going to wear?"

He grabbed the sentient blade, and did his best to climb out through hole it had made with one hand. He got to the entrance wound just as the creature doubled over onto his back, he stabbed the blade into it, holding on for dear life. He didn't want to fall into that things stomach again.

He dragged himself upwards on to the giant's torso, it was a foul thing. It had no skin, all of it's tendons and muscles were exposed to there air. He started walking across the creature's squishy red flesh at a fast pace. Dragging the sword point down along with him. Someone had obviously bound it, the creature made no attempt to crush him, or to escape. He arrived at his destination and raised the sword above his head.

"I can be crushed and broken,"He plunged the sword down into the crevice between to two ribs, "Only death can stop me.What am I?"

 

[Terratina.]

The man's hands was coated with the acid soup but found a firm grip on the sentient sword and thus Eligor was pulled out of his side. Eligor watched with interest as the flesh knitted itself together, the rune on the man's arms glowing in tandem with the healing wounds. At least Eligor wouldn't be rotting in the stomach of a dying demonic giant for a couple of thousand years, he grimaced as thought of the potential imprison. Eligor had the unsavoury experience of slowly rusting in binds fixed to the wall some noble family's mansion and even that looked like cakewalk compared to being stuck in the demon's stomach. The man didn't take kindly to the not-so-subtle hint though and began fussing with his shirt.

"Really, I hadn't noticed." He said mockingly, "You've ruined this shirt, now what am I going to wear?"

"The sheer amount of snark there might kill someone." Eligor muttered in retort.

The man then used Eligor as a mounteer's piton. He sighed. It was such a crude use for such a fine blade as him. Eligor was sure that even the discarded combat knife would serve in that purpose. Slowly but surely, they reached the giant's chest, a mess of red muscles and tendons. A raw ravine was there between the ribs, Eligor was plunged into the as the aspiring comedian proved to be also an aspiring puzzler. Eligor couldn't help but think that there must have been some demons in medieval times that held the attitude. He made note of the demon's heart and braced for impact again. The heart was then pieced. It was over.

"That might end it. Get to the heart of the matter, as it were." Eligor muttered. He was quite fond of puns.

 

[Ultraman950]

"Yeah, I think we need a healer or something," he added, loading his handgun.

"I don't suppose you have one on speed-dial?" Sophie asked sarcastically, handing Danny a newly-conjured magazine for his handgun.

"I don't even know if we brought one on this mission. The only one I can think of is Split-Monster Girl, and she can only heal herself in a method I'd rather not think about."

 

[Nouw]

"I don't even know if we brought one on this mission. The only one I can think of is Split-Monster Girl, and she can only heal herself in a method I'd rather not think about."

"Well, can you conjure bandaids?" Danny joked, accepting and loading the ammo.

They had brought a dozen or so people on this mission; magicians, soldiers, demons, you name it. A healer, however, they didn't bring. Who made that decision? Danny was glad it wasn't him lying on the wall, no healer and all. That, however, wouldn't stop him from continuing his search, which admittedly wasn't off to a good start.

"Hey, wasn't there more of these here? And that boy too, where's he?" Danny asked, pushing the cylinder into place.

 

[Shadowstar38]

"Hey, wasn't there more of these here? And that boy too, where's he?"

"Probably miles away by now," The Lieutenant said, looking into the room from the hallway. "I checked the whole building. That creature appears to be the last of them. How are you guys doing by the way?"
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The ice from Isabelle's sword froze downward into the giant's chest, forcing the beating of it's heart to become a chore. Richard's shotgun made quick work of the side of it's body, melting away the muscles that helped in it's defense.

The demon's muscles were dissolving, it's chest was freezing, and it's stomach ripped apart from the inside by it's last meal. It was struggling for air at this point. The pained screams were dulled into lighter moans and hisses and Elizer dragged his compainion along it's torso.

With a final jab to the demon's heart, blood pour forth from it's mouth, and it ceased to move.

Both Ghost and Mikhail arrived in time to see the end of the beast. The mysterious man hidden behind a cloak walked up to the head of the demon and stared into it, sighing.

"Damn. It looks like I lost a wager. Never bet against human ingenuity and skill. Still, I'd say this is a job well done. Bravo"

 

[wilcoblackflame]

This was more like it. With his powers fully active Crow was able to recover from the wounds sustained at the hands of the former scientist much faster, wasting no time in assuming his more...traditional form. Clawed hands, black wings, a pointy smile, a glow behind the blue eyes.

Admittedly he could probably make himself look more demonic if he really pushed the envelope, but all things considered it was best to not look TOO dramatically demonic lest he was confused for an enemy.

As the others had all left the room, he turned to Lara. "I suspect we may have missed most of the fun Captain. Shall we go and see if there's anything left?"

 

[Nouw]

"Fine, but Aaron isn't," Danny said, once again pointing at Aaron's unconscious body. He wished the Lieutenant gave the job of searching the building to Danny; all he had done here was almost get killed. Not only that, but he waited. If he had acted sooner, they could have found the boy and maybe even saved the girl. Danny made a promise never to wait again.

 

[DarkRawen]

The acid was working fast, dissolving a lot of the demon's side. From this wound, and the ice Isabelle had inflicted, the demon was in great pain as it screamed. "Well, seems I have to tell the other D6 guys that the acid was a success then." However, the demon got more hurt somehow, and weakened. Blood poured out from the demon's mouth as it seemed to die. "Internal injuries?" Richard murmured. "That can't be the acid, it's not possibly that strong. Perhaps the ice?" It could also be the sword, though Richard didn't know how it could wield itself.
Suddenly three people appeared, one was that point man, another seemed to be from the missing team, while the third person was cloaked. "Who's that? he thought. However, he soon dismissed his interest in knowing the identity. Someone going up to the head and staring into it's mouth would be a better way to determine if the demon really was dead anyway.
He started looking around, trying to spot who was near. Apart from those who had just appeared, Isabelle, Simon and Garath were there, with no trace of the demon sword or Azkar. The demon sword was most likely in the corpse, but he couldn't see how the same could apply to Azkar.
"What did happen to her, actually?" Well, she had been flying or jumping or whatever you could call it, so perhaps she had found another demon to take care of. "Well, that was what she was doing before she... found me, right? So it would be logically to think that the same would apply now." Even so, Richard had a bad feeling about that, as if it wasn't true.

 

[deathbydeath]

"How are you guys doing by the way"

"I've been both better and worse, why do you ask?" This was true. Sure, Aaron wasn't exactly in tip-top shape, as he was stumbling around like he had too much to drink, but this was better than being on the wrong side of the axe of D1's Darius Oak-Blood. A lot better. Aaron continued to stumble around before coming to rest by hanging from Sophia's shoulders, attempting to get himself back on his feet.

"I don't suppose you have one on speed-dial?"

"Kinda, actually. Last I checked, Simon Jones is a healer, but he's in the other group. I have his business cell, though." Aaron rummaged through his armor, trying to locate his stolen folder. He paused temporarily, thinking twice about showing it to the lieutenant, but then he didn't care. About a year before, he saved the Colonel's ass (in the same mission that involved the Darius Oak-Blood incident, no less), and ever since then, they had been occasional drinking buddies. Aaron flipped through his folder to Simon's dossier and handed it to Sophia before resuming what he was saying.

"I'm not sure if you should call him just now, though. The forest team's probably involved in killing some huge demon, or something else important. Unlike us. So, who's up for tracking a sketchy-ass kid and where his demon army went?"

 

[Ultraman950]

"How are you guys doing by the way?"

"I got bit in the arm. Nothing serious," Sophia replied, moving the arm in question. "I'd found a makeshift bandage earlier. What boy and girl are you talking about?"

 

[deathbydeath]

"What boy and girl are you talking about?"

Aaron regained his balance and straightened himself out, pocketing the folder (he named it Dem), and waved Lara and Crow over to get everyone in the same place.

"Sophia, we were informed by the surviving scientist/monster that there was a young boy leading the army of demons that attacked this place. Apparently the boy had a hostage, a young girl from a local population center, but a 3rd Division group of agents was hunting down the hostiles that were keeping her. When the lieutenant arrived, he stated that the only demon left in the complex was the one we were interrogating. At this, the survivor referred to a being as "she" that the Lieutenant pissed off, and then it attacked Crow and began to flee. It's dead now, and the rest of the forces in the base are supposedly gone. Now, seeing as the survivor was actually a demon, I'd add some salt to what it said. Nonetheless, we still need to go through the base and sift through whatever evidence is left after what happened here. Afterwards, we'll rendezvous with the forest team at the jet, share information, and then deliver the report."

He ended there, waiting for more input.

 

[FinalDream]

Huh? Lara turned and looked around the room to find that people had moved on. She smiled and slipped the tablet computer into her tactical vest. Gripping her P90 she walked outside and found Aaron waving his position to her and Crow. She decided to join.

?Well, there is the device, I?ve successfully removed it from the system of the command centre but it?s a real mess. You think this young boy rigged it up? Then there is the question of why this place?? Lara trailed off deep in thought.