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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 19, 2015 1:31:34 GMT -8
Back Seatman- "*flails on ground near bed*"
Back Seatman collapsed and doubled over as if he had a massive pain in the gut. His gun fell at the feet of psi-kids. They glared at him, momentarily easing the pain everyone else was feeling!
Leftovers- "*PSYYCCHIC MMUUURRDDERRR!!!*"
Back Seatman- "BLARGGLE BLAAAGGGH!" *SPLUTT!*
Back Seatman puked out a bunch of blood, some though his eyes nose and ears, and died horribly. Erel got his footing, but was nowhere near a gun. Molly got a grip on hers, but could just barely hear the sound of pukey death above the ringing and pains. Her vision barely began to fuzz back, but wasn't enough to move around by yet. Tim's head bobbled and throbbed on a stretched-out veinful neck, but after the milk left, he was the quickest to recover - and still armed! - if on his knees.
Out in the hall, Eric's pain decreased so fast it almost felt like getting high, though his lungs throat and mouth were a burned out hellscape of raw tattered flesh from all the pukey damage. He was on hands and knees in mixed puddles of vomit and gore. Marshall didn't seem to notice the horror show of Ericness behind him on the floor, looking at Mason with a confused expression.
Marshall- "Huh? I can't hear you, dude."
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Post by Trinity on Dec 19, 2015 14:23:10 GMT -8
Eugh, poor Eric.
Mason grabbed Marshall by the arm and attempted to pull him further down the hallway towards the elevator, away from the gore and grody-ness. He sounded a little annoyed, with his voice raised and his words paced. Mason- "KTRO.. SENT.. CHARLIE. LACEY.. IS.. DEAD. I'M.. HURT. LET'S.. BAIL."
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Dec 19, 2015 15:53:55 GMT -8
Eric looked a little confused, like 'what the fuck am I doing here?'. He gaped at the shotgun on the ground nearby like it was a poisonous snake. He blinked twice then grabbed the gun and stood up.Emilio- "Buddy you're a boy make a big noise / Playing in the street gonna be a big man some day / You got mud on your face / You big disgrace / Kickin' your can all over the place..."
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Post by Dr. Jar on Dec 20, 2015 17:32:13 GMT -8
Erel- Erel rose to his hands and knees and started to look around, though he admittedly had no idea what he was looking at, or where he'd find it.
His head was ringing and people were talking, but what were they talking about? "...UUgghh"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 21, 2015 18:46:19 GMT -8
Mason had to tuck one shotgun awkwardly under an arm to take Marshall's hand, and it slipped out, clonking on the floor. Marshall- "Sorry, but we just met. You're a good-looking guy and all, but..."
Meanwhile, the babies decided to go after foolz individually.
One going after Erel- She picked up his shotgun and started walking toward him. He could hear her voice in his head. "Before you die you'll hear your scream."
One going toward Eric- "Daddy tried to kill me too. He died." Eric flew into the wall telekinetically again, but this time he was otherwise in control of his body - and gripping a gun.
One going toward slow-reactin' Tim- "I am the mind-killer, the little death that brings total obliteration, hee hee!" Tim barfed again somehow, coating his gun in bloody milk.
One goin' after Hmolly- Hmolly could hear the kid telepathically and her vision just might be clear enough to shoot by. Was that a baby in front of her? "I see a dead perston!" Her back tried to bend in half backwards, making her fall to her belly, but the grip on the gun didn't waver.
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Dec 21, 2015 19:17:12 GMT -8
Eric leveled a steely glare on the little shit in front of him.Emilio- "I'll just have to be better than your dad. And your mother said I was..." "WE WILL / WE WILL / ROCK YOU!!" BLAM!! "ROCK YOU!!" clickBLAM!!
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Post by DKender on Dec 21, 2015 20:01:06 GMT -8
Strawberry-colored barf. Delightful. Tim lifted up the nasty-coated gun, cocked it, and squeezed the trigger, aiming for the creepy doombaby who was tryin to mess with his head."Uuuuuuugggggghhh."
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Post by Dr. Jar on Dec 21, 2015 22:46:40 GMT -8
Erel- Erel flinched. He was going to die because a baby who shouldn't know how to shoot a gun was going to shoot him. "Urrgh!" He uses his brand new leg power to try to kick the gun away.
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Post by Trinity on Dec 22, 2015 9:58:59 GMT -8
Was Marshall intentionally ignoring him? Mason really didn't feel like hanging around more than he had to, so he tried one last approach. With a free, shaky hand he lifted up the bloodied side of his clothes. He made a few small sounds of discomfort under his breath, but eventually had the swollen, gnarly-looking wound revealed.
He looked at Marshall with a sort of 'Do you get it now?' kind of expression.
Mason, mouthing the words- "CHARLIE'S GONE ROGUE." If this didn't get it through to the guy, Mason would just have to join the others and get out of here.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 23, 2015 15:00:10 GMT -8
Marshall didn't seem to be watching Mason's lips. Marshall- "Yeah, that's nice, you got some good definition there... but uh, maybe later."
Meanwhile, Erel found the quickest way to get his leg close enough to kick the gun was to kick his leg at the carpet doing a complete forward flip, and kangaroo kicking at the thing from his new, closer position on the floor. Hitting the baby proved much easier than aiming for the gun.
One going after Erel- She flew through the air, dropping the gun and hitting the wall. "AIEEEEE!"
Meanwhile, Eric's shots were very successful.
One being killed by Eric- "I AM THE BEAS--" *SPLUTT* *EXTRA SPLUTT*
The baby had its right arm blasted clean off, then its head. Eric was in the room and ready for actionz. Meanwhile,
One blasted at by Tim- "You think you are chosen? No way!"
He was clumsy with the weapon and she flew onto the ceiling, scrambling behind Eric. He didn't seem to notice.
One blasted at by Hmolly- "Your grandmother wanted me to tell you--" *SPLUTT*
Hot red splashed all over Hmolly again and as her vision finally returned she saw the young thing hit the ground several feet away, meat crater in its chest.
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Post by Trinity on Dec 23, 2015 21:13:28 GMT -8
Screw this! Mason- "When that blonde psycho comes up here guns-uh-blazing, don't say I didn't warn you."
Whether or not Marshall could hear him, or was even listening, Mason didn't care. He pushed past Marshall, grabbed the other gun, and proceeded to limp towards all the excitement with both guns pointed out and tucked under each arm. If he saw the face of a child, it was goin' down.
Groovy.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Dec 24, 2015 9:25:35 GMT -8
Erel- He began to crawl forward slowly, then quickly, to grab the gun out of child-snatching distance. "Ugh... Wh..WHAT?" He yelled.
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Dec 24, 2015 11:22:53 GMT -8
Emilio stood, stock still with arrogance and continued blasting and reloading to the beat of the tune in his head.Emilio- "BUDDY YOU'RE A YOUNG MAN, HARD MAN / SHOUTING IN THE STREET GONNA TAKE ON THE WORLD SOME DAY / YOU GOT BLOOD ON YOUR FACE / YOU BIG DISGRACE / WAVIN' YOUR BANNER ALL OVER THE PLACE..."
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Post by DKender on Dec 25, 2015 20:02:56 GMT -8
Timothy aimed at the kid he nearly blasted, but when she hid behind Eric, he lowered the barrel and stood shakily. Poor Eric was ranting again. Singing? Hard to tell, really. It sure was catchy."Get her, Man! Get her!"
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