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| Topic Started: 23 Sep 2008, 06:52 PM (382 Views) | |
| SQJPure | 23 Sep 2008, 06:52 PM Post #1 |
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Time: 6 30 Date 23 August 2008 Location: Silver Springs Rehabilitation Center Canada. Misc. Its winter. The Ice roads are up and everything is covered in snow. Background of the place: Silver Spring is a rehabilitation center for drug users who have become unstable. They figure ways of treating druggies. This is a description of the building and the people in charge. I figure it'll add to the story if you know where you are and know where your going and the routines you used to have. None of you are new to the place so you might as well know where you are. Ten bed rooms Separated with a guard to divide girls and boys and to watch for midnight activity. TV room with couches and a sliding doors which open to the main yard where poeple can walk. 2nd Entertainment room which has a pool table, foozeball table and ping pong court.. Kitchen which is large with a long dining room table dinner is eaten with a prayer. Those are the first two floors with the bed rooms on the top floor. The basement floor... Well that's the one bond all six of you have in common. You've all witnessed the horrors of the basement floor, first hand. STAFF One kitchen or mess hall with twelve rotating members of kitchen staff. Two sets of six with three doing food request in between meals Cleaning staff Four who come every morning and clean the rooms Security Staff Seven gaurds in total Three have rottwiellers One of the three dress as a nurse and walk around the building checking for drugs. The other two Walk the perimeter. Two other guards also walk the perimeter. One guard watches the entrance and another guards the line between the bedrooms and the living areas. Medical staff. One nurse for every room and one nurse for each bed room. Three Rottweilers, the staff could have gotten Alsatian but rottweilers had a better fear factor effect. Five doctors 1- Physician- Doctor Frank Opperman(German)a seemingly nice man who give treats to people when he gives physicals but what few know is that his physicals are unnecessarily physical when it comes to women. 3-Psychiatrists All there have extensive medical training but psychiatry is what they changed to as a group. Dr. C. Xavier(Don't say it) Female shrink who works with the men. Is indifferent and hands out medicine like a human pez dispenser. Dr. N. Mickey(Dont say it!) Kids shrink used for younger cases and is in charge of injuries and accidents. Dr. P. BleedWell(Don't think it!) Works with the head doctor in the basement. All that is known by others is that he'll fix you or kill you trying. HOD Dr S King.(Dont say it!!!) If you've gone to the basement with him once chances are they'll have to sedate you to stop you from fighting and screaming. Everyone assumes its just sh Three guards for each dog and the animals scan the rooms once a night and one travels around during the day. DON'T POST I"M JUST DOING THE DESIGN!!!! I'll tell you all individually when you can post. I was going to write out each room but I think that going too far so I'll weight till you walk into those rooms before I give you a full description. Please PM me and tell exactly what you think of this. Are there things missing is it too simple? ETC. I can take all criticism. Edited by SQJPure, 24 Sep 2008, 04:08 PM.
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| SQJPure | 24 Sep 2008, 04:03 PM Post #2 |
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Chapter zero. Death to all. (I'm writing this in first person so it stays ambitious.) Date: August 22 2008 Time 8:30 I cant let it happen again. I wont let them. They killed Jacob and Susan. They didn't try to escape the ten of us weren't stupid enough to try and escape. We knew we were sick. We're in Canada in the middle of no where for fucks sake. They were getting better they were actually healing but they knew about the basement. They had gone to the basement. Just like the rest of us 'special cases'. And now they were dead for it. I couldn't help but wonder how they did it while watching the new 'special cases' settle in. It wasn't a pretty sight. Thin expressions that suggested years of begging stealing and harming for the good shit. But their stories were vastly different to the stories of the faces less people here. I know it because that's why we were called the 'special cases'. We'd all gone over the edge because of our addiction. Maybe they killed for drug money and got too used to it. Maybe they sold their bodies and were paid to be beat, cut and raped continuously. Maybe they were crazy to start with and the drugs were just an extra because they had nothing better do. I didn't know what it was but the handcuffs suggested it was something huge. But it is always something huge for us anyway. The ten of us had to be put in each of the ten room so we had roomates to make sure we didn't kill ourselves. They needed us alive to work on. I wonder... I'd come in hand cuff right? I'm not sure anymore. This place makes you forget. Pain can do that to a person. It's surprise how easy it is to forget your birthday when an electric current is burning holes into your flesh. You don't get used to it. Ever. I cant watch this happen again. What to do..... Time: 15:30 Shift changes. There's a public holiday coming up tomorrow there wont be any shift changes for two days. Two days. They might as well have given me a year. Charlize Xavior what a fucking bitch. How the fuck did she get a degree. Must be mail order. She give out more drugs than we can take. No wonder no one gets better. It's a good think I did my research the right types of drugs or this might have been risky. Okay now remember happy face, but don't over do it or the staff will detect something. Not the doctors their too fucked up to notice anything. 19:00 Supper. Spaghetti Bolongese bola- what ever. Its too easy Aunty Berniece always makes it spicy no one will taste a thing. Everyone's eating it. apparently its the best she's ever made. Hmm... something to think about Haha. Shit some of them are starting to dose off too early. I must have put too much. They weren't supposed to dose off this early. I've got to think of something. Ha! Well that proves that at least some one up there likes me. A fight has made every have early lights out. Ha! 22:00 I'm surrounded by zombies. Everyone is barely moving. some of the are making calls but they'll soon realise the lines are dead. No it isn't the storm. Ahhh... Butcher knife thick heavy. Good for chopping but it's not great. Even better a bread knife. Long thin and sharp as hell... It's cold outside. Dont worry about the cold. Ignore it. The gates are up ahead and the tool shed is on the right. Stay focused. I hope Henry liked the food.... The butch knife was a disaster. I'm lucky to be alive. Henry you fat fuck! All that medication and you still put up a fight? Fuck. Breath. Breath Okay George and Sam. their somewhere around the gates. Probably dragging their feet because of the foot. This should be easier. This time I have Henry's gun. 22:45 Breath BREATH! It's basically over. Everyone outside is dead the guard even the ones inside are dead. Some people are still running but youv got the gun. Kill the runners take your time with the rest. Their all half asleep anyway. Your doing great. 00:00 Come one Aunty Berniece what do you mean you don't understand. Every night you saw them drag us kicking and screaming into the basement. While you and your disgusting staff handed out cookies. So fuck you cries you ignored ours. Fuck your screams Fuck your apologies Fuck you! Breath Breath she's dead and there are so many more left. This time don't just hack and slash. Your smarter than that.... 01:00 ooh.. had and seek. I love this game. Come on Charlize. I saved you all for last for a reason. Oh come on do that thing you do, Roll your eyes as if you don't give a shit about what I'm saying come on do it. I found now hold still. Hold still Damn it Yes perfect. Wheres Mikey and Bleedwell. I know they've locked themselves in their offices. I guess it's time to use the tool shed. I'll just cover the and you cant turn it and come right back. 2:00 I think I took too long with them it's getting late. Castration is a trick process. Didn't think I'd enjoy it as much as I did. At least Dr. King wont put up a fight. Where is he? I hope he's in the basement it'll make this easy for me. I'd better get the remaining survivors too. They'll want to be a part of tomorrows festivities. 3:00 Dr.King was really nice. He didn't put up half the fight I expected from him. If I didn't know better I'd say he liked me using his tool against him and everyone else who I left alive. Now the only people left are the 'ten special cases'. I dished the food to them indirectly. Their food was laces with twice as many drugs as everyone else. Smart move on my part. They slept through it all. Which is good I guess they didn't need to see it all. It would be awesome to see their reactions tomorrow but if I don't show shock. They'll know its me but I have a plan for that. 3: 20 First I'd better start with the newcomers they don't deserve to see this. No one does especially them. They weren't here. They were new. I'll make it clean with the axe. Tiny neck against a big axe. It'll be over before they know it. MY friends Nicola and Simon don't deserve this either but they'll know I did it as soon as they wake up. 3:35 The ten are gone now there's only six of us now. I they wont understand. How could they. I'm tired but I'm not done yet. The games I haven't set them up yet. I hope they like them. Oops look at this. Looks like everyone has stuff hidden under their beds. I won't allow cheating so I'll take them. They wont mind 4:00 Finally I'm done. Their a little... elaborate but so what. I hope I dont fall under any of them. It's time for me to take MY medicine. This will make me forget everything but if I mix it with... yes perfect. After I take this it'll all be a shock. The writing's in blood, the markings, the traps, the killing it'll all be gone. I wonder if pouring blood on everyone wasn't too much... whoa its stronger than I though bed time.... Time: 6:45 Good Morning SILVER SPRINGS Hopefully that was 100% ambiguous. And give a another picture of what happened to all of you. And why out of so many you were specifically kept alive. |
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| didit | 24 Sep 2008, 05:10 PM Post #3 |
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gordon looked around "jesus! what the fuck happened here!" the room was covered with blood, there was text on the floor, "it must of been the guards! wheres my gun!" gordon reached under his bed to find hid gun, but it was gone "oh, fuck!" he said as he left the room "i need to find survivors and take arms" |
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| Volcove | 24 Sep 2008, 05:33 PM Post #4 |
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Migs stared in awe, the wall, filled with blood, gruesome blood, there were words, what the fuck? That was just stupid, who the hell did this? He didn't want to panic, the scent of hellish blood filled the air around his room, was the killer still here? It was scaring him, he checked for the switchblade under his bed, nothing, no weapon, where the hell did it go. Migs was fucking shocked, he wanted to run, but the guards? What if they thought he was crazy and wanted to silence him? No, he had to wait first, until he saw another living human. God damn you, whoever you are you fucking killer, show yourself, I want to fuck you up. But even as he thought of it, nope, no reply. Of course there wouldn't be a reply, the killer was probably dead, yeah! Maybe he had gone crazy and killed himself, but this still freaked him out, he stood quietly, finding the string for where he could open the binders which blocked the light out, he needed light, now. Finding it, he pulled the string and suddenly fell back, his heart beating fast, there was blood on the window, oh my fucking god, what the hell did the killer do? He quickly ran to the other side and opened that one, he took the floor mat and wiped the blood off the window, hell, this was creepier than the police, I want to leave this fucking rehab, if you doctors are doing this, then fuck you! We don't need to get scared just to stop the fucking drugs, I'll just go down to the basement and fuck you up with my switchblade, huh doc?! What do you think? No, he couldn't, he was going crazy, what if there was no killer? Oh hell. What if I was the killer? No, no, I can't be that fucking crazy, drugs might do that, but I wasn't a gruesome murderer, no, I'm just at a rehab, and it was just probably the meat that the guards give the dogs, right, right?! No, it didn't even look like pork blood, it looked like human blood, what the fuck. This was hell. |
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| Delirium_Butterfly | 24 Sep 2008, 09:38 PM Post #5 |
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Rhode awoke slowly to the metalic scent of blood. She frowned. Did Rinnie cut herself again, or did Maya do it? Blinking her eyes open, she found he sheets soaked red. Alarmed now, she sat up, and looked around with wide eyes. All around her was blood. There were no bodies in the room, with the exception of 6 heads of, which she soon realized, the cooks. There were words above them. Hey kid this is real. And sorry to say it but your a part of it. Do your arms hurt? They should cutting these heads wasn't easy. Her arms were heavy, but that was besides the point. What was the problem was the strange, scary sound that was resonating in the room. The sound grew louder as she reached under her bed, but the butcher knife and spork was gone. She ran over to Rinnie's bed, the sound growing hysterical, but then caught her reflection on a window. She stopped, staring. The sound was her own, broken, high pitched, gleeful laughter. She stared in morbid facination as she stared, her pale, almost transparent toxic green eyes had whites surrounding the irises completely, her pupils the size of pinpricks as the bags under her eyes became more pronounced with each hysterical laugh. Her mouth was wide open, smiling so hard that she couldn't even feel it, her dark skin was ashy and her short messily and uneven spiked black hair even wilder. The blood covered her white nightgown, making it stick to her body like a second skin. And then the adriline kicked in. Exhiliaration, fear, hysteria, paranoia, all of it filled small body and then the laughter stopped, but she was still grinning her broken grin, eyes still in the same state. However, dispite how cruel and insane she looked, she was thinking rationally and as calmly as if she was at confortably at home. She immediately ran off, cursing the fact that she couldn't get underwear here and only had a short night gown, but none of this showed on her face. Her first stop was the kitchens. She paused, detecting something ammis but continued grinning and searching through the drawers. She paused, then grinned even widder as she found something. With a cackle, she pulled out a meat pounder and a, surprise surprise~!, plastic knives, forks, spoons and sporks. She kept three sporks, two knives and one fork, frowning as she realized that she couldn't carry all of this forever. She rushed back to her room, ignoring the blood. She grabbed her old coat, which just covered her theighs, and her fucked up sneakers, putting them on and placing her 'weapons' in the large coat pockets. With this done, Rhode walked out, wandering the halls in search for other survivors, her insane expression now gone from her face. |
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| Miss Skizzy | 24 Sep 2008, 10:45 PM Post #6 |
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With a sleepy sigh Lulu writhed in her bed, clawing her way out of whatever dream she had been having. Her eyelid's were heavy, too heavy to open. Frowning gently she tried to get control on her weighted body parts, her arms and legs feeling like her bones were made of steel. Drugs probably. It wasn't a surprise that she had been drugged, she never could sleep well. Another sigh and her eyes opened, her vision blurred and lagging as she tried to sit up. She couldn't, all she could see was the white ceiling and... red? Frowning she blinked repeatedly, trying to push away the sleep that still clung to her vision. When her sight began to clear she could smell it then, metallic, sweet. She had smelt blood before, normally it was her own. Her eyes widened, the words above her making her throat tighten and run dry. Hmmm... Lu hope you like what I did with the place... does it still smell like bleach and stale bread? Holy crap. A long piteous sound buzzed in her ear, she frowned. What the Hell? It took her a moment to realise it was her. She was screaming, one long ragged shriek after another. A burst of adrenaline and she was sat up in her bed, pushing herself against the wall as if she could sink through it. Screaming, her lungs expanding and contracting in a way they never had before. What the hell was going on?! Blood, tacky and dark from age, caked the walls and floors. And her. She sobbed, her screaming finally ending as her body trembled, her thin emaciated arms hooking around her long boney legs as she hugged her knee's to herself. This wasn't happening, this wasn't happening. Please, just let me wake up. Anything's better than this! Her cries were muffled against her legs, her long knotted mousey blonde hair smothering her wide eyed face as she tried to shake off the nightmare. |
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| Delirium_Butterfly | 24 Sep 2008, 11:28 PM Post #7 |
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Rhode giggled when she heard the scream, quickly silencing herself as she headed towards the source. She opened the door and looked around. "Looks like I wasn't the only one." She noticed Lulu in the corner. Quickly, she grabbed a coat from the closet and walked over. "Hey, Lulu... Its me, are you okay?" She asked, placing the coat over the scare woman's shoulders before sitting next to her. She looked genuinely concerned... Not that she was, but her facade was always convincing. "Its gonna be okay..." She soothed, placing a gentle hand on Lulu's arm. Rhode was also covered in blood, but the coat hid most of it. |
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| Atrum Daemon | 24 Sep 2008, 11:39 PM Post #8 |
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Kell's eyes fluttered. A scent filled the air. He knew it. Blood. There was blood in his room. His eyes finally opened and he pushed himself off of his belly with a groan. He looked around for the source of the scent, but his eyes landed on a peanut bowel instead. He stood up and walked to it. Before he saw the contents, he saw the bloody words. Morning Kell notice anything different? I fixed the place out for your tastes. I'm sure you'll agree things are much quieter now. He realized it was quieter than usual in the room as he looked to the last bit of writing: PS Take these for your headache He finally looked into the bowel. It was filled with teeth. Teeth of all shapes and sizes. His eyes, however, were drawn to a glint of silver among the white. He picked it up between his thumb and forefinger. It was a silver tooth. He recognized it from somewhere, but his memory was a little fuzzy on the subject. Pocketing the bit of silver into his leather jacket, Kell stepped to the door and opened it. As long as the whispering was gone, he could think clearer and maybe find someone who knew what was going on. 'But where did the blood come from? Are the voices real after all?' |
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| SQJPure | 25 Sep 2008, 12:18 AM Post #9 |
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24 August Time: 01: 15 I'm cold again. I should have worn a jacket. The tool shed is locked, damn it off course its locked. Great! I fucking need tools to open this. A tool shed that fucking needs a tool shed! I can't give up though. I wonder why that fucking Nazi Frank isn't here? I wish he was here. Haha maybe this butcher knife will work. Got it! Oh is there a doctor in the house? |
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| didit | 25 Sep 2008, 08:43 PM Post #10 |
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Gordon vaulted down the stairs. "I'm here, you guard bastards!" gordon was shocked to find henry, the outdoor guard who mans the gate, with butcher cuts everywhere. He has no arms and no legs. There's writing on the wall again. It says. 'Hey Rhode, I bet your arms don't hurt as much as his.' "shit" Gordon moaned but being a ex-murderer he wasn't scared by this kinda stuff. he picked up a knife off the floor, it was covered with blood. "this will do for know, i have got to get to the tool shed and find some better arms" Gordon headed off down the corridor to get outside, |
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| Miss Skizzy | 25 Sep 2008, 10:13 PM Post #11 |
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A whimper left her as a hand gripped her skinny arm. Was the killer coming back to finish her off? To cut her, to add her blood to the mix? Her stomach heaved as she lifted her face up to see Rhode. "Oh God..." She slurred and grasped at the woman, her young pale face wide eyed and teary. "I thought I was the only one. I thought everyone was dead, everyone else is dead aren't they? Who would do this? Why us?!" She sobbed, her words mixing in to one big sentence as panic sent her blood cold. Cold blood, blood was never cold unless it was outside of the body and even then it took a while to cool down. She blinked away tears and sniffled, using the sleeve of the coat on her shoulders to wipe her nose. |
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| Delirium_Butterfly | 25 Sep 2008, 11:25 PM Post #12 |
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"I-I don't know, but we have to find others... He might still be here. We should move." Rhode looked around and spotted Lulu's worn shoes, pulling them from under her bed and placing them next to her before standing up and gently pulling Lulu up into a standing position. Rhode was a full two heads shorter than Lulu, being a child. She grabbed Lu's hand, shivering a little. "Come on, lets go try to find some others." She said, pulling her along gently, having an uncertain smile on her face. |
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| Atrum Daemon | 25 Sep 2008, 11:33 PM Post #13 |
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"Hey! Wait!" Kell called out after two female looking shapes down the hall and running after them. People were alive. That was an excellent sign. Maybe one of them new what had happened. Someone had done this, Kell was moderately certain of that. In the back of his head, he believed he might have left himself the note on the wall and the teeth. But as long as it quiet, he wasn't going to worry. "Either of you know what happened here?" Kell asked, jogging up to the two females, only clad in a leather jacket, blue jeans, and sneakers. "I'm Kell, by the way." |
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| SQJPure | 26 Sep 2008, 12:29 PM Post #14 |
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24 August Time: 01: 18 Lights? Its one in the morning who's... I know that car. Shit! Welcome Doctor Opperman. Your timing is very odd. Don't hoot your making a noise. Henry wont be getting up to open the gate for you. Turn your lights off. Your blinding me. good thank you. now I'll open the gate for you. this whole thing wouldn't have been complete without you. What? I'm standing in the way? I know I need your car right here. You'll understand. the blood? what blood? On me? Henry? Shit don't reverse! Good your windows still open. Got you! You weren't supposed to die that quickly. Oh? your not dead? good move up. I need to adjust your car. Woah! Good thing I'm wearing a seat belt or that could have been bad. Doctor? Doctor? Oh well. Time to lock this place for my friends. I dont want them to leave before I can play.... |
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| Miss Skizzy | 26 Sep 2008, 12:41 PM Post #15 |
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The shoes felt tight against her feet, binding. Like she wasn't supposed to get away. No, no it's just paranoia. Stop it Lu, you're torturing yourself. But who else would torture her? She had come here and been told she was going to get better. What a load of crock that was. She felt cheated, like she was coming second place in something she was best at. Losing. A frown decorated her pale and drawn features, her hands clinging to the smaller girl. What was she doing letting a little girl mother her? She was older than her, but still... Rhode seemed to be in better condition than she was. She sighed gently as they started walking down the hallyway, whimpering at the sight of blood marks on the floor and walls. A voice behind them and she gasped, eyes widening as panic shot through her veins and made her heart thump in her boney chest. Without thinking she hid behind Rhode, for what good that would do, and frowned as Kell came towards them. He had been in the basement too, but right now she trusted no one but Rhode. Edited by Miss Skizzy, 26 Sep 2008, 12:43 PM.
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| didit | 27 Sep 2008, 12:29 PM Post #16 |
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gordon was looking for the sliding doors that lead to the main gate "I'm getting out of here" his jeans and teeshirt was damp with blood "finely, I'm out side! I'm...." he stopped as he read another blood message half covered with snow, Its said 'Don't Leave just yet. The funs just begun.' Gordon looked at the main gate, Dr. Oppermans car Laying sideways against the entrance gate, blocking it. he looked around to see if there was another way out, but all the walls were covered in barbed wire. Gordon followed the pebble path to the tool shed "thank god, it's open!" he said as he rummaged in side the shed. (((what kinda weapon can i have from the shed? I'm want a nail gun...) |
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| Delirium_Butterfly | 27 Sep 2008, 07:00 PM Post #17 |
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Rhode jumped, and turned, looking weary. "No, we don't... Don't you remember us, Kell? I'm Rhode and this is Lulu, remember?" Her voice had a slight tremor to it. She grasped Lulu's hand and glowered at Kell, slightly annoyed he forgot her. "Do you know if anyone else is left? And do you know the way to the tool shed?" Before either one could ask wy, she continued. "The killer still has to be here, this is some sick person's game! I don't want to die, and we need something to protect ourselves." Rhode's shoulders were trembling, holding back tears. Fake, of course, but no one knew that. She had gotten a lot of practice back home. I should win an oscar, seriously.
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| SQJPure | 27 Sep 2008, 07:53 PM Post #18 |
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01: 20 Its really cold. But I'm here. The backup generator used when the snow storms wreck the power. It most like wont be used ever again when I'm done with it. Again I hope everyone from the basement appreciates it. Okay its on but thats just the beginning. Shit its so fucking loud from here! No one will here it though. The morons put the generator just outside the Silver Springs perimeter instead of inside. But how could they have known about dangerous people like me? Where are these wires? Shit where are they wait there! Yes! Oh god their massive. This is going to be exhausting.... Current time Doctor opperman's car was fried an electric surge had destroyed everything inside and left the doctor as a burning hulk. There was one thing that wasn't burnt though. A toy clock that had the body of a teddy bear sitting on the hooter. The clock rang and the teddy bear danced, but not on its own. It was in fact the hooter that was moving. It sunk, pulled my in invisible force and began to blare. The noise rang out loudly for all to hear. Deep inside the boot of his car. An other invisible force pulled a plastic cap on the inside of the doctor's gas tank. Fluid seeped into the car. More fluid than the doctor had had in his tank the previous morning. |
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| Atrum Daemon | 27 Sep 2008, 08:42 PM Post #19 |
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Pay attention, you dolt! This is not the time to be forgetful! It was back. The whispering was back. It also marked the cue for Kell's head to get right. Or rather, as right as it got for him. "I have no idea if anyone's left. As for the tool shed. I think we have to leave this building and go left." Very good. Now, about the teeth.... "Come on," Kell said, tapping Lulu on the shoulder lightly as he passed. He was fairly sure he remembered where the tool shed was. If was unlocked or not was a whole other deal. He needed something sharp. Or something heavy enough to split a head like a melon if it came down to it. |
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| didit | 27 Sep 2008, 09:30 PM Post #20 |
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"found one" Gordon yelled as he pulled out a nail gun Spoiler: click to toggle "now, to find any others who may be alive". on his way out he picked up four more nail clips and one other nail gun. "i will wait outside, that way if anyone try's to leave i can stop them" he loaded up the nail gun and tested it. "let do this!" he said as he crouched down next to the shed. (((come find me outside the shed, hehe...))) |
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| SQJPure | 27 Sep 2008, 09:52 PM Post #21 |
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stop using the IC to talk to ppl. If you want to walk to someone... don't. Choose to shut up instead. Yes i am cruel and unusual. 20 posts and your all still up stars? Thats it. Its time for me to spice things up... Watch this this space... Edited by SQJPure, 28 Sep 2008, 06:01 PM.
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| SQJPure | 28 Sep 2008, 09:50 PM Post #22 |
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The fluid spread out running along the charred interior before pouring into a conveniently placed funnel. From the funnel the fluid poured down a path laid out using plastic. Suddenly it stopped and formed a puddle in the ground. Fluid filled the interior without touching the metal frame until it welled up in the passengers seat. The second it touched the metal frame the sparks the puddle bubbled and burst into flame. Flame raced all around the fuel soaked interior before reaching the gas tank. The whole car exploded. Bending the iron gates but not breaking or tearing them. The shred crumbled upon the impact of the explosion. In the garage further up the impact knocked a badly positioned gas tank over. It fell, guided by string, on the tip another gas tank. The tip of the first tank broke and the other cracked pouring gas into the air. The window the house shook leaving one or two crack but none shattered. Thanks to a suicide incident all windows were shatter proof and bomb proof. They were less likely to break than the concrete that supported them. The two glass door that cut the mens area from the women while cutting the bedrooms off from downstairs were the same. An alarm went off next to the open doors shutting them. Four cars and one bus were in the garage. When the doors of the Garage rolled down trapping the gas. The thick gas filled the air and five vehicles, which had their ignitions lit up revved. The gas causing the engines to rev on their own. The air conditioning pulled the gas from the garage into the house but conveniently placed and soaked towels and bodies stopped the gas from exiting. Leaving the upper rooms as their only exit. At first it wasn't noticeable, considering there had just been an explosion outside but it began to build. |
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| Delirium_Butterfly | 28 Sep 2008, 10:34 PM Post #23 |
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The explosion knocked Rhode off of her feet, causing her to fall and hit the back of her head, causing her to see stars. She cried out in very real pain, holding the back of her bruised head, tears in the corners of her eyes. She shuddered and took a shaky in hale of breath. It was ta that moment, she tasted something... Strange with the air. She immediately sat up, painfully, but was wracking through her confused and pain filled mind as to what. Suddenly, her memories flashed to a gas leak in Chicago when she was 7. She had been trapped and was lucky to even survive. Eyes wide in terror, she grabbed Lulu. "D-don't breath! Try not to, and if you have to, take really small breaths! I, I think there was a gas leak!" Her words were proven true as the gas was getting more noticable. Rhode looked around, trying to figure out a way to escape. He mind was slowly starting to slow down, fogging up slightly, making rational thought hard. She knew there was a way out... Something about her room. She took a quick, tiny breath with her jacket sleeve pressed againts her mouth, eyes roiling like a spooked horse. |
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| Miss Skizzy | 28 Sep 2008, 10:59 PM Post #24 |
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Though she was skeletal she managed to plant her feet and stop herself from falling over like Rhode had. She gasped as the little girl hit her head with a loud thump and went to her knee's beside her, grabbing her little hands in hers. Her eyes were wide, and she realised after a moment that she should probably have checked her head, but Rhode was already talking. "I think there was a gas leak!" What?! Gas leak? Oh great, thing's couldn't get worse. She fought the urge to take in one large final breath and just sipped at the air, clasping her hand over her mouth. "What are we going to do?!" She squeaked, the sound muffled because of her hand. Her heart was thumping in her chest, trying to pluck up her courage and adrenaline but it wasn't working, her eyes already felt tired and her arms were starting to ache. Shorter breath's Lu, don't breathe too much. Oh God, how could she not breathe? Breathe, and she'd die. Don't breathe, and she'd die. A word sounded in her head with a resounding finality; Fuck. |
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| Delirium_Butterfly | 28 Sep 2008, 11:07 PM Post #25 |
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Rhode struggled to stand up. "Room." She squeaked, slowly standing up and trying to stumble in the direction of her room. Luckily, the gas was slightly thinner here, but not for long, if this continued. She used the wall for support as she forced her limbs to the room, stumbling through the doorway where she fell. She patheticly attempted to get up, but could only manage to kneel. She rested her head on the edge of a bed, she had forgotten which one, wanting to fall asleep. She was getting light headed, her lungs burning for air. She gave a tiny breath before trying to stand, using the bed for support. |
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