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"I'll be fine. The pants are all the charity i need. I still have a decent right hook."
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You reach the kitchen to see the girl fighting a giant, nearly amorphous monster. The white tentacled horror is steaming slightly from Kaitlyn's lightning blasts. The monster senses your presence as you enter, and it stops bothering with her and moves towards you, attempting to engulf you.
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The Irishman had shrugged when towel-man didn't want the gun. After all how bad could it be?
__________________The question was answered as soon as he turned the corner and saw the strange white tentacle horror before him. Instinctively he raised his gun and fires a round at the creature, hoping that good old fashioned lead works against it. Last edited by Mcderth; 05-28-2011 at 07:20 PM. |
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After running in to the kitchen, Garfield stares at the monster, then at the tentacles with a slight look of horror. "OK. Remember what i said about the heart being the third worst thing i could see coming out of a shower? Meet number one. Thanks for the pants."
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Well, maybe it wasn't such a hot idea to go first among the guys. Especially with none of the fancy tricks the PI has. Well, not obvious ones anyway. What his ring gave Aaron however was for the most part far more subtle.
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Under the weight of all your attacks, the creatures collapses, turning into a formless leaking puddle.
__________________The woman is still panting from fear and exertion at trying to fight the creature off. In her terror, she still hasn't properly registered your appearance. "Oh God. Where's my son? Where's Will? Will!" She runs upstairs, the way you came. |
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Panting a little, the electric woman watches the other run upstairs and sighs. Shrugging she 'lands, and then vanishes, a streak of lightning heading up the stairs.
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There are only five rooms upstairs. You find the woman in the room you appeared in, sobbing. There is no one else on the floor.
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The PI watches the women run past him followed shortly by lightning girl. While he was worried about what may have happened to the boy the girl seemed to have it under control. At the moment the monster laying on the floor is what interests him most. Going over to the thing he begins to study it closely, trying to discern anything about it.
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The monster seemed to have consisted mostly of a thick liquid plasma, surrounded by a tough outer membrane. Looking it over closely reveals a number of interior features which you do not have the training to determine the function of.
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"Did we kill it?" Aaron asks, looking over the shoulder of the PI.
__________________"I was just trying to stun it- I didn't think we hit it that hard." the college student says, also leaning over to get a good look at it. "Hmm. . .looks kind of familiar." Last edited by GleefulNihilism; 05-29-2011 at 06:11 PM. |
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Aye, it looks dead ta me the Irishman replies, poking at it a little.
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Aaron suddenly recognizes the creature. It's scale had been throwing him off. What lay before him was the remains of a white blood cell.
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"Whoa, I remember where I've seen this." Aaron remarks with a bit of surprise.
__________________"It's a giant white blood cell. We had giant eyes, a giant heart, and now a giant white blood cell. There's a pattern here." Aaron remarks, starting to pack off. The lady that was being attack could know something. He'll need to talk to her. |
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