Ashley was wearing full thickness leather shoes which were generally pretty impractical for athletic work but practical enough for this, and useful for not getting his feet burned. He was momentarily distracted by the trajectory of the flare, but flailed back and upwards with a swift motion of his unsheathed sword.
(You all can pretend like this is a sword.)
"Get back you bastards.' His sword was long enough he wouldn't interfere with Joe's line of fire unless Joe decided to do a really crazy maneuver. He wasn't feeling very action-hero-like while deaf though. His ears rung and he felt disoriented, but couldn't feel too upset with Patti.
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jun 13, 2013 16:53:12 GMT -8
Ashley's sword slashed the monster across the cheek and its head rocked back. Joe stabilized himself and carefully, quickly shot it in the pelvis. It fell forward between them. It was still in fighting trim for a horrible undead, ready to jump up, but any of its human assailants could easily attack it before it managed to do that now.
Demon Dead- "*ringing in your ears* GWAGH *ring* HRRG *ring*"
((Nobody specified this, but I imagine you got those little ear protectors in - the ones that let you hear OK but dampen shocks, and look like little marshmallows. Y'all will be cool in a minute or so...))
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jun 13, 2013 20:30:28 GMT -8
Upstairs, fools got into it. Seth, Stevie, and Kyle came hustling in the door. Stevie passed a torch to Kyle and lit one for himself. All around, shadows moved like lazy sharks. They could see the ghosts were indeed drawn to the gunfire.
Kyle- "Damn, I knew this was a bad idea."
Stevie- "We'll just find them and leave, right? There's more exits on lower floors so we don't even have to come up this way again."
Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Jun 13, 2013 20:35:17 GMT -8
Seth- "Damnit, I hope this mission isn't a bust-- well let's find them as long as they're not still all 'pew pew pew' down there."
The joint was freaky as fuck. They could only imagine the ghosts were much less active when the gun-havers came in, or they would have been much less bold in going as far as they had. Where Cornish had been very narrow corridors of hell, this place was a wide-open aquarium full of ghosts. Over a dozen were in sight at any one moment, and most headed down.
Kyle- "You die instantly when they touch you, right? That could be worse."
Stevie- "Knock that shit off kid- FLARE UP!"
Kyle's reaction time wasn't great, but he managed to make a fireball of the ghost that loomed at him. He stumbled a bit on the escalator. The guys kept going until they reached the next platform.
Sounds of ruckus and accumulating ghosts suggested it was the place to be. The swarmed ghosts were thick enough to not be able to count - the cloud from day one, wrote small.
Seth- "SHEE-IT this is unholy! Those guys just haddta use the shotguns?! I hope they have ten mummy heads on skewers after all this."
Stevie- "Over there!"
The place the clouds pooled the thickest gave them what they needed to know. That was where the fighters were. Kyle dropped his axe, ran a few feet, and sidearm tossed the flare into a group of them.
Fire tore through the darkness, igniting one tormented soul after another. At first, this was extremely alarming, but the way ghosts burned didn't produce concussive force or heat intense enough to light the mostly stone and steel interiors on fire. It did, however, cover the area of that restaurant in a very unhelpful black smoke.
They could see glimpses of pink road flares inside.
Seth- "I wish we had a dog whistle for humans. I'm gonna be super unhappy if we get blasted up going down here."
Something hella freaky rolled at him from a darkened corner, sending him scrambling for his axe! It was an agglomeration of human arms, stuck together at the point of severance, dense enough to look like a sea urchin with hands or bony mangled flesh at the end of each spike. He ducked as a ghost tumbled by overhead. Stevie was oblivious, trying to deal with more ghosts from above.
Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Jun 14, 2013 0:40:26 GMT -8
Seth- "What the shit is that?!"
Seth lit up the ghost overhead without taking his eyes off the abomination. It wasn't a ghost... What was it then?! He helped Kyle back, and held his spear toward the thing. What was it even doing? Could it see? What could it do? What the HELL man?!
Kyle picked up the axe as the thing got closer. Now only Stevie and Seth had lit flares, they were diminished by the use on ghosts, and the light from outside was feeble. Still, he could make out the thing.
It seemed blind, rolling on momentum alone. As they had scrambled out of its path, it went by them, slapping palms on the floor, groping, insensate, manic. It bounced off the plexiglass at the lip of the mezzanine and started to roll toward them again.
Seth poked at it with the spear, trying to keep it away from everyone more out of revulsion than fear.
Seth- "Guhhh it's like some Human Centipede shit! This is TOTALLY a mummy thing!"
Kyle- "Watch out, man!"
It was totally grabbing at Seth's spear! It became very difficult to hold onto. The thing was mindless, but had senses enough to climb up this spear toward its owner! Kyle held his axe at the furthest extension that he could still reasonably grip, and started swinging on it. The blows were nasty, but damage to a few arms seemed to do nothing to the rest!
Seth kicked at it uselessly and then tried the flare on it. The kicks almost got his leg grabbed! But the flare finally had a more dramatic effect. The burned hands recoiled in pain. They seemed to feel that pain, but it didn't cause much damage. Still, he was able to use the opening to prod the thing away and get his spear back.
It rolled back a short way, then it stopped and rolled back toward the men.
Seth- "Man, what the fuck does that thing even want? Maybe we should just roll it down the stairs or something."
Stevie had tricked a few ghosts into forming a daisy chain and lit them up, burning his flare out completely, and causing a large serpentine shape of fire. Meanwhile, Seth and Kyle engaged the weird thing.
Kyle- "Alley oop?"
It was grappling their weapons on each side, but that meant it had functionally put itself at their mercy. Kyle seemed to be suggesting they heave it over the railing. Seth gave it a good heave, working with Kyle to fling it over. It almost took Kyle's axe with it, but he managed to pull it free at the last moment.
Seth- "There ya go you sad bastid. I hate to think where those arms' owners are..."
Kyle- "Oh man.
There were so many ghosts coming from above that they'd have no choice but to exit the building at one of these lower floors. The guys looked to Stevie, who had lit another flare and was waving it and yelling for the others.
Ashley slashed at the wounded demon dead, and managed to slash the other shoulder. It wasn't terribly effective, but the arm on that side may not be working anymore. He took a step back and then gave it a dissatisfied look.
Maybe Joe could get a better hit on it. Or Patti. He reoriented and swung from a different angle, not like a swordsman, but like a batter.
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jun 14, 2013 13:02:44 GMT -8
Joe was about to bust a move then held up as Ashley's wild swing came in. The close quarters had people's attacks awkward and not hitting hard, which was a problem, because even in the daytime, demon dead were buffer than zombies. Its flesh was damaged by the attacks, but it kept rising.
Demon Dead- "*ring* Haghr *ring* HAHAAHA!"
Joe was a very tall man, with long limbs. When the thing was part way up, he shoved it forward with a boot to the ass, sending it clear of the cluster of fighters. Without anyone in the way, Patti or Ashley could get a better attack in. Joe trusted them to that and turned away, watching the kitchen for the re-emergence of a ghost, and lighting a new flare.
That's when Patti noticed the dark shapes raining on the mezzanine outside.
Ashley took another look at the ghosts behind them, and then picked the flare off the ground where it had bounced off of him. They were going to need that. He didn't bother pulling his gun back out. that thing was useless with ghosts as far as they knew, and probably not much help so near their companions. He kept it in mind, and flourished the flare in the ghosts' direction without heading that way.
It was hard to keep going the right way without being able to hear anyone.
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jun 14, 2013 14:55:05 GMT -8
Everybody's hearing was more-or-less back, though quiet and accompanied by ringing. Suddenly, a cloud of nearby ghosts went up in a huge orange fireball! In the fallout, everything outside the space was obscured by black smoke.