Character Island

"I say we go after her. She might not know what she's done, but that doesn't mean we have to let her do it again. At least now we know what she's capable of." Grimm turned to Vincent. "As an aside- listen, the way you handled that back there? I'm impressed. When that thing shuffled out of the lift, my first instinct was to blow him away. And you took the risk of lumping in front of my line of fire. We could use a few like you." He tapped his helmet, a familiar blue with the UN symbol painted on it. "Glad to see someone who doesn't shoot first. What do you think?"

"I'd say we go for the stairs," Prisha decided with more thought. "That lady may have been excused if she was younger but she should have understood what she did at half her age. If we're going to keep her with us though, someone would need to play babysitter."

edited 8th Oct '11 8:16:04 PM by PsychoFreaX

"She's not helpless," said Vincent. "But if someone needs to 'play babysitter', I'll do it."

He turned to Grimm. "Well, I don't know. I mean, just the fact that he seemed helpless told me that he couldn't do much to us, and I figured he might just need some help. In the situations I've working in, I've seen lots of people like that, and it was kind of instinct, and some training. And I had a... bad experience with combat a while back, so I'm not completely sure."

He walked over to a door and peered through it. "It looks like there could be some stairs up here," he called back. "Come on."

"Shit!" yelled Adam. The ground was almost covered with rats. "Shitshitshit!" He crushed as many as he could, but nothing stopped the procession. He instinctively began to stagger back into the mouth of the cave.

He tripped over a rock and fell to the ground. Immediately, rats began to swarm over him, biting at him. Adam pushed himself to his feet and screamed. "Get 'em off of me!" he yelled, swatting at the rats holding onto his skin with their teeth.

Imey had maintained his footing, screaming battle cries and showing more ferocity than even he'd thought himself capable of against the undead tide. But he was slowly losing ground. "I am of the unbound!" he screamed, as he swept them aside. "I am of the judges of the gods!" as a large one went to attack him, but succeeded only in impaling itself. "I! Am! Uelane!" he cried as he skewered rat after rat after rat, only occasionally pausing to hurl or shove them off his trident. He'd never considered himself a man for nationalistic pride before, but it was just yelling something that really seemed to help. "I am..."

He saw Adam then, and his stomach churned. A jab from his trident freed Adam's right arm of rats, but his aim was off by a fraction and left Adam with a long, but thankfully shallow cut where the trident's blade had skimmed his skin. His battle-lust gone, he realized the true severity of his situation and yelled, "somebody! Help us! We can't do this forever!"

Prisha followed along with Vincent and continued on the subject of Lilith, "You do realize playing babysitter would also mean you can't go along on another of our exploration right?"

Bianca screams curses in her unknown German dialect and a metal bauble appears in her hand.

"GET BACK! GET BACK!"

Once everyone is out of the way, she tosses it and several more at the trees, gritting her teeth and ignoring the rats climbing up her stockings. She makes a final swipe at the beasts and gets out of danger.

The bombs explode, two trees fall. They move to block the mouth of the cave.

''Light... light..." Bianca falls to her knees, feebly swiping at the rats that had made it into the cave, and bobbing, pulsing balls of light appear.

Her eyes go out of focus; there is nothing but the waves of monsters trying to nibble her flesh, there never was anything else—

edited 8th Oct '11 8:42:04 PM by SnowyFoxes

"Wait, what?" asked Vincent as he began climbing the stairs. "I'll just keep her in line. And it's not like she has no concept of right or wrong at all. She doesn't go around exploding people's heads randomly. She just had a freakout upon seeing a mutilated person - and, okay, exploded his head," he admitted. "But the point is, she's not some raving lunatic who needs to have an eye on her at all times."

They reached the top of the steps. "Huh," said Vincent. "Only one floor above this one. Convenient." He looked down the hall. "The elevator was in that direction, right?" he asked, pointing.

"Not only does she step on people's heads. She's loud and that can be troublesome," Prisha entered the hall then looked up at the ceiling. "The floor we're trying to reach isn't that far above us isn't it? Does anyone mind if I make our own exit?"

Donovan shot at the rats as fast as he could, Violet Rose never running out the the Eldritch Energy fueled bullets. Shot after shot fired as Donovan tried to protect Cthylla, the Eldritch Abomination crying.

Wait a minute? She was crying? Cthylla, daughter to Cthulhu, was crying! Donovan picked her up and continued to fire as some of the rats began to climb up his longcoat and bit at his shirtless chest.

He continued to shake them off and kept up with firing constantly. He noticed one about to leap on Imey, and fired, blowing the thing to pieces. He cursed himself for not being able to protect himself better. He began to chant a bit, the shadow's beginning to envelop him. His skin turned pitch black, his red eyes became total white, the eyes of his coat moved constantly and bladed tentacles burst from his sides.

He looked down at the rats and growled, "   Prepare for Judgement Night vermin!   "

Donovan is in his Elder Form, considering the nature of the island, he'll pass out from weakness

edited 8th Oct '11 8:55:23 PM by draconiansuperior

"Uh, no, I didn't mean it like that," said Vincent. "I meant, it seems like this is the only floor above the one we were just on. I mean, why would there be no staircase if there was a floor? This is a research facility; it's not like there's an executive penthouse that you can only access by private elevator."

Vincent walked down the hall. Doorways led to small rooms off of the sides, but he didn't look into them. The floor was just as dusty as the one below it. Just as a test, Vincent flicked a light switch. Again, it didn't work. Dang.

He reached the elevator. "Well, she left footprints in the dust," he said, pointing, "so we shouldn't have a hard time following her."

At the sound of Donovan's newly-intimidating voice, the rats jumped off of Adam and began fleeing. He blinked in surprise at Donovan's new form.

Before the island, he would have reacted differently. Previously, he would have been terrified and cowered in fear.

Now, he jumped up and yelled, "Yes! Get medieval on their collective asses!"

"True that is unusual," Prisha admitted Vincent was right about the facility. Then exiting the elevator and the facility his keen hearing had noticed, "Is there an action scene going on outside the caves?"

Vincent stopped walking and looked at Prisha. He quizzically tilted his head one way and then the other. He blinked a few times and flapped his wings, stirring up some dust. His tail twitched. "Where did you pull that idea from?" he asked. "Okay, maybe you have enhanced hearing and can hear better than me, but come on. We're inside a facility inside a cave. We're several hundred yards away from the outside, bare minimum, with solid rock and metal in most of the intervening space.

"And why use the term 'action scene'? It makes it sound like this is a cheesy serial or something. Disregarding that, we're too far away to do any good. We'll have to go back down the stairs, down the elevator, through the cubicle farm and checkpoint, through the door, and out through the cave, by which time they'll probably either be dead or roasting the fruits of their labor on spits."

Night.

It took a while but the odd trio finally reached the exit of the facility past the door Lilith made a hole through. Prisha can hear the noise almost clearly this time, "Now do you hear anything?"

Banging and cursing can be heard from the globe suspended underground.

"OH MY GOD! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS? JESUS CHRIST RIDING A PENCIL, GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!"

Klaus Fiedler takes out his pocketknife and punctures the wall of the globe, after multiple attempts.

"THE FUCK ARE YOU PEOPLE DOING, JUST STANDING AROUND? YOU'RE LESS USEFUL THAN THE CALIFORNIA BOARD OF EDUCATION!"

Standing in the facility's checkpoint, Vincent listened closely. "No, still don't hear anything. If you want to go, fine, but I'll keep looking for Lilith." He headed back through the facility.

He was in the atrium when a loud banging sound came from the globe above the hand. Vincent jumped in surprise when a pocketknife punctured it from the inside. Someone ranted and screamed obscenities at him.

He leaned in close and looked through the hole. "Keep yelling like that, and I'll just leave you there. How the hell did you manage to punch a hole in marble with just a pocketknife, anyway?"

edited 9th Oct '11 10:22:12 AM by TeraChimera

"A FUCKING ALIEN GAVE ME THIS POCKETKNIFE, OKAY? BREAK THIS THING OPEN! NOW! BEFORE I RUN OUT OF OXYGEN! WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU PEOPLE? YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO I AM!"

Or do they?

Oh, shit, what if they're in one of his classes? The guy's voice didn't sound familiar, but it was muffled, so he can't tell for sure... maybe this is all Leah's fault. Yep, definitely Leah's fault.

"So, are you going to help me or not?"

"BLAH BLAH SCREAM RANT SWEAR BITCH FUCK!" yelled Vincent. "BLAH BLAH BLAH ME ME ME! You certainly are shouty, aren't you? And what you did to me was call me more useless than the California Board of Education when I hadn't had a chance to see what was happening. Basically, WHY AREN'T YOU HELPING ME RIGHT THIS INSTANT, ASSHOLE?! EVEN THOUGH MY APPEARANCE WAS TOTALLY UNEXPECTED, YOU HAVE NO CLUE AS TO WHAT I AM, AND I'VE ALREADY INSULTED YOU!

"But, since you're apparently calming down, I'll help you out. Somehow. Hang on, let me think." Magic might work to break the globe, but he'd have to get it started a little to avoid falling to the floor again. Maybe... He looked through the halls for a moment and found a fire extinguisher. He walked back to the globe and raised it.

"Stand back," he said, and smashed it into the rock near the hole. The entire globe wobbled a little, swinging back and forth on a tiny arc on its cable. However, small cracks formed near the hole. Vincent grunted in satisfaction and swung it again.

Oh, right, he did insult him. Oops. Then again, how do they expect him to be in a good mood after waking up in a giant marble ball?

Klaus yawns and sits down when cracks appear in the marble. Maybe he should try being nicer to these people. If they're not teenagers, that is.

Grimm rubbed the bridge of his nose through the fabric of his balaclava. "Fuck's sake- more of this shit? This island..." He shook his head. Nothing made sense! How the hell did that raving idiot get inside that marble globe? Who put him there!? How long had he been- you know what? Nevermind!

Grimm leveled his rifle, still on it's grenade launcher setting, at the globe and asked Vincent to step back.

The marble cracked slowly, light beginning to seep in. He would be out soon. As the light grew, a small sense of comfort in an increasingly unnerving situation began to blossom. Perhaps this was just a prank, and one of his students was helping him out of it. Yes, that had to be it.

What good kids... he thought wistfully, recalling all his favorite non-delinquent students. Any minute now, he'd see one of their relieved faces on the other side of this marble...

"Hi mister!" The girl was up in his face as soon as the last cracks in the marble appeared. Looking at her, she could have been one of his students. She was young enough (and, he noted, his youth coming back to him, quite attractive). Then he saw the white hair and damn near incandescent blue eyes. This girl was definitely not one of his students.

"Hey, could you help me out, mister? These guys I'm traveling with are being really mean." He sighed. So much for his loyal pupils.

edited 9th Oct '11 11:16:46 AM by KSPAM

Okay. He doesn't know this hot chick. So the team had nothing to do with this. And probably not Leah, either. That's... kind of a start. So Klaus has no idea who these people are or what they want with him. And by extension, no idea how to deal with him. Fantastic.

"Hi. Get out of my face."

Fifty bucks she's an alien of some kind. Just look at those damn eyes. There's something wrong there.

He slowly leans away from her.

"I'm guessing this isn't the time for a spot of tea."

edited 9th Oct '11 11:22:32 AM by SnowyFoxes

"If you wish," Prisha shrugged as he left the facility with Vincent going back for Lilith. Prisha didn't want her to bother him anymore. Along the way out of the cave the sound outside was getting clearer. Not only that Prisha had also picked up a loud noise back at the facility?

He decided to check outside first though. There he found Bianca laying at the cave entrance being attacked by rats, trailing all the way back from the forest.

"Hey! Schizo! You still alive?" Prisha calmly yelled at a safe distance, almost in monotone.

"MY NAME! ISN'T! SCHIZO!" Bianca slaps Prisha with every word. Her hair is a mess and she wonders how much she looks like Aunt Violet right now.

"DO SOMETHING USEFUL AND HELP US KILL THESE... THINGS!" She gets back on her knees and continues smashing the pests with her wrench.

edited 9th Oct '11 12:05:33 PM by SnowyFoxes

"And ruin the good show? As if," Prisha got back leaning on the wall next to the cave. Then searching in his backpack, "Now let's see what could be in this magic pocket."

"Ah yes popcorn," Prisha watched the group struggle with the rats in amusement. They were a little unusual with skulls for heads and all but Prisha's seen stranger. "You know I'm not surprised you idiots would get yourselves into this mess. Now who provoked the rats?"

Bianca stands up and slowly approaches Prisha. The rats crawl up her legs, but she shakes them off.

She hits Prisha on the head with the wrench and he falls, out cold. Marianne cries with joy at the display of petty violence.

Only useful thing he's done, Bianca comments dryly to her bloodthirsty friend as Prisha's body crushes a decent amount of rats. She then gies back to fending them off herself.