We Are Our Avatars VIII: Interdimensional Jaunt. (Closed up, thanks for playing.)

[FPSfanatic]

The spider splicer howled as his foot was embedded in the floor, causing a small leak to appear and wash his foot with salty briny seawater. His howling grew worse as the bullet slammed into his stomach, and he reached down, wrapping his hands around the wound. Unfortunately, his hands had hooks embedded on them, so he hooked his stomach, further excabarting the wound.
[hr]
The two orks reached the 30 foot differential, and picked up speed, their feet becoming more lumbering. One took up the battle cry "WAAAAAAAAAGH!" while the other called out "Iss crumpin' time!"
[hr]
"Zone 736? Thats rapture. You sure they got sent there? Not 737, or 763, or something like that?" Don asked, sounding suddenly worried.

 

[Outisakanobody]

"We should get a move on." Blondie said casually as he attempted to get to where the Amelia and Franky were.

Seras also tried to get past the splicer, keeping as much distance as possible.

 

[Chungus]

"'fraid not, mate. T'was 736, without a doubt." Gideon answered. Noting the change in Don's tone to one of concern, he raised an eyebrow. "Given how you're sounding now, I'm taking a shot'n the dark and say my guess just there is pretty close."

 

[DotSlash]

Seeing Ryan set free and walking down the corridor, Amelia tilted her head as she walked behind him. [color=ff7777] "...What do you mean by 'the great chain'?" [/color]

 

[JaguarDwarf]

The man wakes up. He see's a man at a desk working a computer. The man stands up and see's a paper with a number on stapled to his shirt. "hmm....'scuse me? Why do I have this?" Indicating the paper.


OOC: Im trying to recreate the immigration room from the start don't know if im in right place though.

 

[FPSfanatic]

Andrew frowned, looking to Amelia. "Do you really wish to hear philosophy? You and the other members of that stuck up corporation don't seem too interested in the idea of humanity, and the interactions within it. Well, beyond making sure your precious little corporation makes it through the day." he said, sounding annoyed.
[hr]
The splicer thrashed about, screaming, bleeding just about everywhere. He would miss hitting anyone as they walked by him, and entered the market of values. Inside, they would find that there were obviously signs of conflict, with the smell of gunpowder and bullet casings littering the floor.
[hr]
"No... well, maybe. I need to call command and find out." Don said, before pulling out a small phone. He hit a few buttons on it, and walked away from Gideon, becoming engrossed in the conversation. Emilia watched him talking. "Hes worried because that place is a shit hole. No ones supposed to go there, period. Quarantined for our own good. If we sent untrained people there... things aren't going to be very good there."

 

[Outisakanobody]

Blondie and Seras kept an eye out as they moved through the market and followed the directions that the other splicer had given.

 

[DotSlash]

[color=ff7777] "Then it's a good thing we're not actually with the corporation, isn't it?" [/color] Amelia shot back, putting a hand to her hip and stopping. [color=ff7777] "The only reason we're down here is to make sure we can get ourselves back home,where we belong... and this 'WAOA' seems to be the best vehicle for it, the bureaucracy aside." [/color] She let out a small sigh. [color=ff7777] "Regardless, I apologize for chastising you before. I just wish to understand the situation a little more... Why little girls are being harvested for some sort of drug and the like..." [/color] She paused and waited for a response.

 

[Chungus]

Gideon watched Don walk off and tried to overhear what was being said, and not paticularly succeeding at it. When Emilia spoke, he looked from Don, to her. "Yeah... I know the kind." He responded with a slightly lowered voice, speaking with such subconsciously. "Did strike as odd they'd send us, a random bunch of people, some of which can't exactly be called stable, out there." I wouldn't have gone, even if I could hold my own.

 

[FPSfanatic]

Ryan smiled sadly. "My dear, I wish to understand the same thing. It seemed only yesterday we were building this city... And yet it also feels so long ago." he patted one of the walls, before looking up at Seras and Blondie's arrival. "Ah. Did you come here to escort me back to my office? There's one of your teleportation devices squirreled away there. I'd be happy to send you back with my personal commendations on such a job well done." he said, looking the three new arrivals over.
[hr]
"Yeah, I'd have to agree." Emilia said, glancing over the room, eyes focusing on the beds of those who were more sane, like Samus's and Ness's.

 

[Outisakanobody]

"Sure." Blondie said as he reloaded his revolver.

Seras also nodded, but started to look a bit worried. "Where's Vanessa?" she asked.

OOC: Yeah, Ness isn't really very considerate of other people, considering she disappeared from this highly dangerous environment without saying anything to anyone.

 

[Chungus]

As Emilia looked towards the beds of Samus and Ness, Gideon glanced towards his own bed, wondering if he should pretend to go back to sleep now that he knew the most imediate concern of not knowing what was going on had passed. He didn't think too much on this, however, and soon looked back to Emilia. "This whole affair isn't going to get in the way of being cleared to go outside in the morning, right?" He asked.

 

[JaguarDwarf]

OOC: I know how to start.

As the man didn't get an answer from the man at the desk he surveyed the room. Burn marks on the floor and overturned desks littered the place. "I'm guessing some sort of pyro-maniac or dragon was here. I'm going to go with the former as its logical!" He directs the last word at the man at the desk.

 

[DotSlash]

@Outis: She's dead, Jim.

Amelia paused for a moment as she listened to Seras before biting her lower lip. [color=ff7777] "....Well, she went off on her own while a firefight broke out in the room you both just came from... Uh.... She may not have... made it..." [/color] Amelia responded, idly scratching behind one of her horns.

Looking to Ryan, she nodded. [color=ff7777] "...Just guide us to where we need to go." [/color]

 

[Outisakanobody]

OOC: Still a pretty big dick move to just take off.

"What?!? We have to find her!" Seras shouted, very distraught that something could have happened to Ness.

 

[FPSfanatic]

Ryan glanced at Seras sadly. "If she is not here, it is safe to assume she is dead. Rapture does not let people live easily, especially with its protector not at the wheel. Your best bet is to walk me back to my office, and I can look for her through the cameras." Ryan nodded, and wandered down the hallway, into the market, and down the straight away in the market of values. He walked the group back to his office, passing several scenes of violence, including, at the gateway to Andrew Ryan's office, several people painfully pinned against the columns that made a path to his office. He entered his office, and sat down, sighing. "So. I believe you lot wish to go home now?" he'd ask them.

[hr]
"Doubt it. You for sure won't need to worry. Not sure how commands gonna feel about the rest of the group though."

 

[JaguarDwarf]

The man just attempts to walk past the man to the door. Hoping to provoke him to the point of acknowledgement.

 

[Chungus]

"Good t'know." Gideon responded with a nod. Pulling his right hand from his pocket, he closed his right eye, and rubbed over the eyelid, doing so fairly roughly. "As for the others... I hope they won't be getting into trouble for trying t'help out." Just glad it won't affect me if they will. "Anyway... Do you know what time it is? All I've got to go by is that it's some time in the night."

 

[Outisakanobody]

"I'm not leaving without Vanessa." Seras said defiantly to Ryan.

Blondie remained silent for the moment.

 

[Zepherus14]

"Apparently they don't know where our own universe is just yet... so we need to get back to WAOA then." Franky said bluntly, sounding like he just wanted to get outta here.