18:40 - THE ENGINE ROOM

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

I flew out of the way of the swipe like Keanu in the Matrix, and shot my last bullet at the motherfucker.

Colt (irrational)-
"Ha!"

((She uses one banked edge to skip the roll and succeed on dodging.))

vCfkjfOq++2 to shoot

((1 banked edge left, hit-ish for 2 damage))·

[∆§Indea§∆]

Anxious)



I was distracted from the action by the sudden burst of pain. Of course. It was what I had come to expect of this place. My whole body felt like it was on fire, like I was being torn apart all over again. Sinews growing and snapping all at once. Growing pains had nothing on this. This was growing pains from hell. It was lucky everyone else was screaming or yelling because the agony burst out of my throat at full volume.

Edmund-

"UGUUUGHHGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

62R9Ekdh++1·

[Dr. Jar]

Harriet-
(Anxious)

I use my scraping knife in my forensics bag to hack at it! Not the best tool, but sharp enough to cut away at some disgusting flesh.

I look away from the horrible thing, wondering why I never saw this before. Or was it really here at all? I squeezed my eyes closed and stabbed away at the flesh before me.

[◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊]

Edmund --
AUGHH! Your calf muscles tore and zipped up like window blinds. You teetered and fell into the water. You tore out of your clothing like the worst Hulk.

((You take light damage .))

Harriet --
The door wheezed and sobbed as you cut at it.

Door-
"No! No baby, stop! It hurts..."

Of course it would use your mother's voice.

Colt --

The monster was looking proper fucked up now. Blood and fluid sluiced off its bloated face. You shot it through the right eyeball in a spray of disgusting vitreous humor. Ha, payback's a bitch. A horrible drill-like goat horn came spiraling out of the ruined eye.

L59gFjWH+3

Mills jabbed it in the side with the pipe like some old Longinus shit. It locked the left arm in, pinning it between two of the metal stakes with flopping body parts. In trying to break free, the creature busted off its own arm, which went crashing into the pit below.

Mills-
"Ha! Ha! Fuck you!"

Butcher was a little distracted by Mills but fired another decent shot to the bloated head.



The metal stakes all around the creature fell together like crossed swords. The body parts squirmed around. Hands grabbed legs, torsos wriggled against thighs. They were rejoining... Edmund's headless body pulled a woman's severed head from his torn open chest cavity. The woman's head began screaming, cloudy eyes locking on Butcher.

Butcher- (anxious)
"No! Leave me alone! I won't..."

He lowered his gun and backed away slowly. The red lights were flickering madly along with the creature's pounding heart.

Creature-
"̴́͝˙́͠u̡̡ǫᴉ̷̴ʌ̷ᴉ̢lq̡́o͏̴̕ ̨͘͠u̴̡̕ᴉ́́ ̷̀ǝ̴̴̛ɔ҉ɐ̨͢͢ǝ̨́d́ ̨͝͡s̶̀͘ᴉ͞͝ ̴͡ǝ͢ɹǝ̡͢ɥ́̕┴ "

The environment was distorting. It flickered between the Bedford living room, the gore covered engine room, and a fiery inferno. It took your utmost concentration to keep focused on your given task and ignore the illusions.


((Everyone!! -1 Stability!!! That takes everyone to Irrational, except Colt who is at Unhinged. Careful, that's only one away from Broken...))·····

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

yer takin me - ah-ah ah-ah to tha point of no return, to the point of no return ah-ah ahhh

Colt (unhinged)-
"AHAHAHAHAHAH ! ! ! !"

What's even going on? Who cares? This hurts like a bitch. Like eyeball time times a million. Ya ain't takin' the rest of me without a fight, Satan! I threw my gun at it.

RZUyYwq0++2·

[∆§Indea§∆]

(Irrational)

My mind spun with weird thoughts as my body contorted with the growth. Why couldn't William have been wearing his dad's clothes? Was it really too much to ask? The amount of indignity, first everyone got to see me as a child-thing and now my birthday suit? I watched lying in the water as my fingers grew longer like strange bananas from my palms. My arms and legs itched as the hair came through my skin, growing to my old light fuzz like some kind of anemic werewolf. I had no idea what was happening on my head, I just had to hope it was some kind of approximation of my old hair. It was hard to remember to keep my head above water but now there was enough of me to make it easier. Despite all the pain and discomfort I felt relief. That was until I saw what my corpse was doing.

I retched as my body tried to throw up the nothing that was in my stomach, but I screamed at the same time. It made a strange gurgling high pitched screech instead. I hoped none of the others recognised it as me with all the blood and my poor torn suit. The suit had deserved better.


Edmund-

"Don't play with your food, Mr. Monster! That's not how you get people to do what you want!!"

I stood up, tottering around like a drunk toddler. My body hadn't seemed to be exactly connected with my mind yet. I attempted a lunge for my corpse, trying to wrest it away from the forming monster. Not on my watch.

4zE7C|Ac++1·

[Dr. Jar]

Harriet-

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! NO!"

I hacked violently at the tendrils surrounding the door. I didn't notice the shameful tears that poured down my cheeks, or the way my swings became increasingly erratic as I continued stabbing.

[◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊]

Harriet--
You cut through the veins! The vault door wriggled in its frame now, rather than being held completely fast. It was heavy though, and you'd need to really focus to get it open.


Edmund--
Your mind teetered on the edge of insanity, once more. Nude as the day you were born, leaping at a bunch of metal stakes surrounding a sanity-shattering monster. How had it come to all this? You flew through the air and clung to one of the stakes, reaching for your wriggling corpse. It squirmed around but you caught it by the pant leg.


Colt--
The gun sailed through the air, looking so tiny by the time it hit the monster. But somehow, it hit the monster in the face and made it flinch. It jerked from whatever strange chanting it was getting up to, and the flickering of the environment ceased.


xdPwRzDs+3
Using the opportunity Colt created, Mills wrenched out the spear and tossed it again, catching it between the monster's ribs and straight into its heart.

Mills-
"Eat it, fucker!"

The monster let out a choking sob, sounding all too much like a human woman. The screaming head went silent, the body parts stopped jiggling.


Butcher holstered his gun and was unfurling a ragged hank of black lace from his pocket just as the red light blinked out.


You were all in total darkness. The monster had gone quiet, now there was only the sound of dripping and the creaking of metal, besides your own pounding hearts and quickened breath.···

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

Forgetting for the moment both that I had a flashlight in my pocket and that my gun was spent, I was possessed by the idea Mills could grab my gun and seize control of the situation. I scrambled blindly across the floor toward the last place I saw the gun fall, trying to get it back.

Colt (unhinged)-
"Nobody move a muscle!"

[∆§Indea§∆]

(Irrational)

Edmund-

“Waaah Where are the lights? Ughhh this isn’t good. No no nono ooh no... Why can’t you just let ussss go? Sorry I moved... Sorry Colt...”

I hold on to the side of the stake then jump my corpse trying to grab the other leg as well. Holding onto what I could grab with a death grip. I ran my hand up trying to find a way to unpin it or find my belongings. I furrowed my brow as if to keep my sanity in.

[Dr. Jar]

Harriet-
(Irrational)

I use my knife to wedge into the space between the door and the jam and push to help unwedge it, then pull as hard as I can.

[◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊]

There is a lot of shuffling around in the dark. Cussing, ruffling cloth, clanking of metal. Mills and Butcher are notably silent in the darkness.

Colt--

You have an idea of where the gun went, but no idea how to get there now in the blackness.

((Roll 2d10+Coolness if you want to keep fumbling blindly for it.))

Edmund--

You smell the stink of your own mangled flesh, your hands slipping over torn meat and cold skin.

((Likewise, 2d10+Coolness to fiddle around with blazer pockets. ))

Harriet--
Your blade clanks against metal but you think you might have freed it enough to open the door. Being so close, you put your effort into it and slam your body against it. It begins to part, letting in a fresh batch of dirty water onto your feet.

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

NCGBoHUW++3

It was too distracting in here.

Colt (unhinged)-
"You moved?! Don't! Stop! Everyone stop! And shut up!"

Can't hear myself think. I moved in probably the right direction.·

[∆§Indea§∆]

(Irrational)


Talking so much more to myself than anyone else in the dark I continued my search. Still dry retching the foulness of my own dead body as I went. Why oh why had I thought this was a good idea?

Edmund-

“This... This was a bad idea. Why didn't anyone stop me? Why didn't I stop me. Stupid Ed... You're climbing your own dead body and for what? To freak out even more? This is so gross and it's dark. Why does it have to smell so bad? I've only been dead a short time. I hope it didn't eat my wedding ring... Giselle will kill me... again. Oh my god... If she doesn't put me away... I'd put me away... OH SORRY COLT... I DID IT AGAIN!”

I searched frantically around looking with my hand for pocket and my hands...


bbWL3_Ou++1·

[Dr. Jar]

Harriet-

I move the door hard in the way it seems to be giving, heaving with all my might.

This has to be it. This was the way out of here. She was here, holding doors closed, keeping us contained. We had no choice. We were going to be prisoners here, with her, in the darkness. There was nothing else that could be.

I could not see anyone else, my focus was so sharp, and I did not want to see that horrible dead thing. I just wanted to get out. Go home, return to my normal life.