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

[Nouw]

A drop of blood fell from the vent onto the floor Danny had just been on. Upon making contact with the ground, it split into four and began what appeared to be a search. Each droplet went in a different direction and began 'scanning' the environment. For things small enough to fit the eye of a needle, it was doing its job remarkably fast. Blink, and you would have missed them. Even if you weren't blinking, you would have thought it was a trick of the eye.

They continued splitting up, covering even more ground despite being even smaller. Eventually one of the droplets found what it was looking for, evident by the sudden change in direction of the other droplets. They gathered back into one drop and leaped into the carcass of the demon through the eye-socket. The drop immersed itself in its brain and waited patiently for a stray agent to find it.

"Found you."

***​

So you don't really have that much power over me do you?
"Only enough to push you in the right direction, and then some. I could make you my puppet of flesh and bone but why would I bother? Influencing you doesn't take nearly as much effort!"
That's very reassuring. How am I supposed to know you're not really controlling me all the time? Hell, I could be still in the alternate dimension.
"Yeah Danny, you're totally right! In fact, this is all a very splendid dream."
Not the answer I would have liked but it'll do.
"Of course it will do! It better damn well do."

Danny arrived at the entrance of the facility. He didn't want to stay here for any longer; he just wanted to go home. Well, his new home. He spotted agents setting up camp, which could only mean the next plane was due in the morning. He didn't like the idea of camping out here, he was a city person and his visit to the woods near the facility was his second, and so he looked for a possible landing zone. He noticed a lit-up path going back to where the planes were before and followed that. In the landing zone was a plane dropping off supplies. Danny didn't care whether it was a proper transport or not, he just wanted to get out of here. He approached the plane.

"Excuse me, will this plane go back to HQ?" Danny asked the man unloading the packages. He looked tired and annoyed, with a face that said "my job sucks" and "I don't want to be here."

The man gave him one glance and replied while continuing to toss the bags into a cart. "You're going to have to wait like the rest of the agents mate. Now piss off before I report you."

"Division 4, I was part of the party that came here earlier in the day. Now let me hitch a ride with you. I'm not that heavy," Danny joked.

"You don't look too different from the peeps in Division 4, but then again I can't really let you on for looking scruffy. Do you have an ID?" he asked. Danny's joke seemed to have worked.

"Back-pocket."

Danny reached into his back-pocket and produced his ID. The man looked somewhat surprised and told him to hop onto the luggage compartment.

Thanks.
"No need for a thanks, it's a perk of having a parasitic demon in your body. Didn't you read the pamphlet?"

Danny chuckled and found a comfortable corner to sit in. He loaded his handgun with the three remaining rounds he had and drifted off to sleep with it in his hand, concealed courtesy of the blood.

"Sleep well Danny, you're going to need it."

 

[DarkRawen]

Richard had only been gone for about ten minutes, but when he was back, Azkar was sleeping, and Kain was curled into a ball, presumably also sleeping. Sighting, he put the items on the small silver plate - a bottle of some kind of fancy non-alcoholic drink, some regular juice, and a bowl filled with croissants- on the table. He refilled his own glass with white wine -since the effect was already wearing off from before- and turned the movie on, full volume.

"Wake up," he said, hoping they would notice the TV before him. If they were grumpy after being awakened -Azkar would probably be- confusing them for a short second could make the difference between getting hit and managing to get away.

 

[Azkar Almsivi]

Azkar sat up on the couch, rubbing her eyes and then death staring Richard "Smart. Now everybody is going to think you turned it up to cover your rape of an underage cripple, however I'm not crippled anymore, so things will get real complicated if you don't turn that off."

She then reached down the side of the couch and pulled out her MP7, unfolding the front grip and expertly sighting up Richard's groin. "I like to be woken up nicely, by the way. The last Div 6 who woke me up by banging on my cell needed mage healers to put his intestines back in. Although to my credit I made sure it wouldn't be fatal."

 

[DarkRawen]

"I like to be woken up nicely, by the way. The last Div 6 who woke me up by banging on my cell needed mage healers to put his intestines back in. Although to my credit I made sure it wouldn't be fatal."

Richard shrugged, she wouldn't shoot in such a place, too much much bother afterwards. Right? "So you're the one who did that? Interesting. Croissant?" he asked, and drank about half the glass of wine at once. Then he went to a sink and got rid of the rest, since he didn't feel like having more. "Also, if you're that tired, perhaps you should go to sleep?"

 

[Azkar Almsivi]

Azkar dropped her MP7 back down, got up and wandered over. She then poured herself a glass of juice and put a croissant on a plate. "Well, what do we have planned for tomorrow?" Azkar asked as she took a bite, ignoring what Richard had said. "Also Kain requires a double high five to turn back into a humanoid... or something." Azkar shrugged. Then placed her food and glass on the table, walking quickly over to Richard and snatching the remote so she could turn the movie down, as people were bound to complain.

She then sat down next to the table and took her croissant, waving it at Richard "You're on the right track to share a bed with fluffy over there if you're not careful. Also, thanks for the food." Azkar took another bite and started watching the movie.

 

[DarkRawen]

"Also Kain requires a double high five to turn back into a humanoid... or something."

Richard looked over at Kain, the realized something. Would that guy end up naked when he assumed his regular form? Just in case, he went and found the blanket that had covered the duvet in the bed, and dropped it over the wolf-guy. Azkar turned down the movie, he had been meaning to do that sometime.

"You're on the right track to share a bed with fluffy over there if you're not careful. Also, thanks for the food."

"No way, I'm taking one of the beds. Besides, this sofa seems decent enough for a bed, don't you think? Anyways, depending on how much DICE is willing to pay, I might still be paying a lot. I'm sleeping in a bed, alone." he sat down in the sofa, and started watching the movie as well. In front of them a French girl was almost shot by German soldiers because of the horse, or something like that. He wasn't completely sure, because he had fallen asleep, but something told him the horse was haunted, as everyone seemed to get killed when they had it. He ate another croissant, and remembered that Azkar had asked what they were to do later.
"I'm going to get a laptop, probably," Richard said. He needed it in order to fix a few things. Besides, it could be useful for research as well.
"What are you going to do? Go to some boring museum?"

 

[Ruedyn]

Kain began shrinking, his hair was growing less dense. After a few minutes, he was in the fetal position, completely naked, but not enitrely human yet. He retained his ears, and a lot of the hair and claws.
He pushed himself up and smiled, revealing he still had fangs.
"Good evening, Richard. Any food for me?" He winced at his own voice, too loud.

 

[DarkRawen]

"Good evening, Richard. Any food for me?"

"There are croissants here," Richard said, not looking away from the movie. He knew Kain had started changing, but he was too busy watching as the horse was being worked too hard by the Germans. Richard wasn't even sure of why he kept watching, something dragged him into watching it. "You can take a few."

 

[IFS]

"No. It's not. It's much, much worse"

At that Garath turned and looked into the room, it was not a pleasant sight, but he had seen worse, probably created worse images for others too. "What are they doing to her? We should get her out of there," he said, pointing at the girl. He wondered if she was going to be used to make a Kouza, not a pleasant thought, but he wasn't sure what else this place could be for.

He wondered if the unconscious demon's minds held any answers, he approached one and began his incantation, binding it should be simple if it was unconscious, and it would give him access to a few of its more recent memories.

 

[deathbydeath]

"No. It's not. It's much, much worse"

Aaron couldn't help but whistle in awe. The test demons lined up covered the walls of the room, each one a different story and a different test. Aaron boldly stepped ahead of the others, pacing around the perimeter of the room, scanning the interior for any sort of computer console or lab reports.

 

[Terratina.]

The sight was not a serene one, that was for sure. Isaac was squeezing tightly onto the pommel in fright, Eligor wondered if a certain someone was behind this. If it was one person who know how to manipulate the demonic, it was that snivelling slip of youth that cursed him into this dreaded existence. Oh, how he wanted to give him the taste of his own medicine. Eligor, if he had a face, smirked, if this led him to the conjurer than all the better.

"No. It's not. It's much, much worse"

Eligor sighed, "Get to together man. You face Kouza with a smile and then you see this and shudder? You knew the risks when you signed up. Now shrug that fear off, on the double!"

 

[Shadowstar38]

"What are they doing to her? We should get her out of there,"

"Get to together man. You face Kouza with a smile and then you see this and shudder? You knew the risks when you signed up. Now shrug that fear off, on the double!"

Isaac shook his head and nodded at Eligor. His resolve was present, but he still looked unsettled by the girl's presence in this.

Isaac approached the girl and took a look at the tube at her spine. He feared touching it before he knew what it really did, so he opted to take a quick peek at the computer terminal for a safe way to get her out.

Net to him, Aaron picked up a stack of sloppily written lab reports accounting for the past couple of days. The top sheet were the boring scientific logistics you'd find from anything like this. The ones detailing day to day activites, however, proved to be more valuable.

-Day 17-

The Master has supplied me with a small lab in England in order to further my research. It's a fairly populated area, so human test subjects won't be a problem. Though I must say, using these poor souls has been weighing heavy on my heart. These are not the regular demon thrash I've come to hate. This were actual people once. Still, the work for Zorrama Specter and the Black Marshall must go on

-Day 25-

DICE has been getting closer to what we've been doing here. I've sent word to Zorrama that their scanner technology will evolve to the point of being able to pick up his creations. He assures me it will be okay, and has hired someone that can ripple their scanners. I shall wait for further updates

-Day 29-

I'm not sure what Zorrama is playing at. He sent me a small boy of all people. He even forced me to waste my demon pheromones on giving the child demons to control. Still. He proved he could take down the computers at several of DICE's branches. So he isn't completely useless.

-Day 45-

I finally have her. The boy brought be a young mage from Russia for the final stages of the project. We've never been this close to prefecting the technology before. In less than a day from now, Zorrama's project will be completed at the true labratory. And we will finally be able to report to the Black Marshall

In the time that Isaac was working on freeing the girl and Aaron was collecting info, Garath has delved deep into the mind of the demon he was binding. What he found, were images of a portly scientist with think brown hair, talking to a second scientist that had the body of fighter, yet still wore a grey labcoat. The second scientist was odd further still, in that he had similar grey hair and dulled eyes to Isaac's. The first scientist was named Phalus, and he only addressed the second man as "Master".

 

[Shadowstar38]

"Lets try and head up to the second floor, see what had that child so enthused."

"Fuck. Open up you piece of..."

The voice had come from the second floor. After all 3 of the women went up the steps, they slowly walked into a large opened room with a safe. The young boy they had seen come in was gone. Who they saw now was a slightly older one, most likely 11 or 12, trying to hack into a computer protected safe. The laptop he was using had a smiley face on it, one Isabelle remembered from an earlier encounter.

As soon as he heard the footsteps, the boy turned around and gazed at the assortment of slayers.

"Ah. Are you kidding me? Did they really just let you guys waltz on in here? Damn, damn damn. You know, I try so hard to find good goons to watch my back but the really alert ones are hard as hell to find"

The boy opened up a bag of M&M's and looked everyone over.

"Well, you don't look like cops," he said as he munched on the candy "You must be hunters. So...what's up?"

 

[Evrant-Knight]

"Fuck. Open up you piece of..." Was what could be heard from a room up on the second floor as the group had entered. The young boy they had been following was no more, instead replaced by a now older, albeit only slightly, early teens at the best. The boy had been trying to hack into some kind of computer protected safe; with the laptop he was using had a smiley face emblazoned on it, one which Isabelle instantly recognized as the one on the Kouza's explosive back at the base. After hearing their footsteps, the boy turned round to face the slayers.

"Ah. Are you kidding me? Did they really just let you guys waltz on in here? Damn, damn damn. You know, I try so hard to find good goons to watch my back but the really alert ones are hard as hell to find." The boy remarked, annoyed at the failure of his goons. He then pulled out a bag of M&M's, and started to eat them as he continued talking.

"Well, you don't look like cops. You must be hunters. So...what's up?"

"First off, there wasn't any guards outside the building at all; we basically walked in. In regards to "what's up", not much, just trying to track something down is all, nothing you'd be probably be interested in." Isabelle remarked without much emotion as the tip of her sword pointed itself towards the smiley decal on the boy's laptop.

"Say, I have seen that design before, quite recent in fact. Does anyone else find it familiar?"

 

[IFS]

What he found, were images of a portly scientist with think brown hair, talking to a second scientist that had the body of fighter, yet still wore a grey labcoat. The second scientist was odd further still, in that he had similar grey hair and dulled eyes to Isaac's. The first scientist was named Phalus, and he only addressed the second man as "Master".

Phalus, man freud would have a field day with this guy, or his parents, although I hope he didn't go through childhood with that name.

"I've got something here Isaac," Garath said, "This demon saw a couple of scientists, one fat guy with brown hair, name of Phalus," he had to suppress a laugh at the name, his surroundings certainly help him reign in his humor, "the other was an athletic looking man, had eyes and hair just like yours, Phalus only ever called him Master, think he's a relative of yours?"

Garath couldn't help but feel suspiscious of Isaac again, though if he was involved in this Garath couldn't see how it benefitted him at all.

 

[Shadowstar38]

Crack!

The window to the groups hotel room is smashed open, and less than a second later, a large sphere of metal connects with Richard's skull. Before the other two can gather themselves, two demons fall into the room after the cannonball. The first, a large, 12 foot shake, manages to wrap itself around Azkar, binding her in place. The second one, a rather hefty looking ogre, grabs Kain by the throat and lifts him into the air.

Outside, something that looks similar to a car raises up to the window. The occupant slowly steps out and looks around the room. The man is 6'7 and well built. He has short grey hair and dull colored eyes that glow yellow as soon as the light of the room hits them, and he sports a blood stained grey lab coat.

He see's Richard laid out on the floor and picks him up, looking over the slowly healing damage.

"Ohh...Mister Johnson. I have so longed to get my hands on a man like you. I think we're going to be such good friends" He then looks over at Azkar over at the side, being strangled by the snake."Oh. And look at this. The little one managed to get her legs back. That's quite an interesting feat. I'll have to figure out how you did that. Do me a favor gentlemen, and pick these two apart for me"

The man leaves craddelling Richard's body and returns to his transport, leaving Azkar and Kain to their fates. The snake applies more pressure to Azkar, hoping to make her pass out, while the ogre tosses Kain into the nearest wall.

 

[Ruedyn]

The man leaves craddelling Richard's body and returns to his transport, leaving Azkar and Kain to their fates. The snake applies more pressure to Azkar, hoping to make her pass out, while the ogre tosses Kain into the nearest wall.
Kain yelped as he hit the wall. His senses were back to standard human, but he couldn't transform for another couple of hours. He was positive they weren't willing to wait. He staggered to his feet, assessing his situation.
Kain decided the ogre was too big for a fair fight. He opted to charge in, wait for a swing, and duck it, hopefully being able to claw at a vulnerable area. He sighed, and initiated the plan with a bounding charge.

 

[Azkar Almsivi]

Azkar quickly wrapped her left arm around her ribs to reinforce them and kept her chin down to protect her neck as the snake landed and began wrapping around her, she made sure to lift her right arm up slightly.

Azkar was focusing on the snake, but caught a glimpse of the other two. It was a bad time for Kain to be turning Human. Azkar could hear someone talking.
"Oh. And look at this. The little one managed to get her legs back. That's quite an interesting feat. I'll have to figure out how you did that. Do me a favor gentlemen, and pick these two apart for me"

Azkar let herself get completely wrapped up by the snake and could here Kain hitting a wall. Once the snake was done and trying to crush her, Azkar reached out and grabbed it's head, slowly unraveling it and loosening it's coil. The snake didn't seem very happy about losing it's position, but couldn't really do anything about it.
"That's the problem with picking to constrict the person who's been attacked by demonic snakes and tentacles for longer than you've existed." Azkar quickly stepped up, did a little 360 to confuse the snake and swiped her MP7 off the floor, flooding the snakes head with 9mm rounds.

Azkar then stood there, tapping her foot at Kain as the snakes brains and blood oozed out onto the floor. "You need a hand Scruffy?" Azkar ejected the magazine and slid a hand into her handbag, finding another and slamming it in.

 

[Shadowstar38]

The ogre made a rather slow, but dangerous swing at Kain, the force of it's blow when he missed cracked right through the floor and Kain was able to make a direct hit against his side.

Furious, the ogre swatted him back and went into a bezerk charge.

 

[deathbydeath]

After Aaron finished sifting through the papers, he took out his phone and took an image of each page, just to be safe. Then he dialed a number on his phone and waited as the receiving phone rung.

"Hey, Sophia, how's it going?"
...
"Sea turtles, but that's not important now. We found a lab where someone was experimenting with demon bodies and that mage girl captured in Russia, remember her?"
...
"Well, apparently the boy leading the demon forces there was collaborating with this person, and I'd bet a kick in the face from you that he's in the area somewhere."
...
"Well, lovely! Make sure to take him alive, okay?"
Before Sophia has a chance to respond, Aaron whispers into the phone, "Don't trust the Specters.", so quietly only Sophia can hear it.
With cheerfulness so obscene, Aaron finishes the call with, "Love you, see you later, goodbye.", and hangs up. Aaron returned his phone to his pocket, and brought himself back to the task of re-examining the papers in front of him.

"So, Isaac, you last name is Specter, correct? Also, describe your occupation in detail, please."