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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 27, 2015 20:39:37 GMT -8
Back Seatman- "Maybe nothing, maybe everything. Sounds like... infrared arrays are gonna be a factor in the next iteration of the new communication... Maybe KTRO is involved. Someone is handling them. Maybe just another puppet, but I have my doubts."
{Tim-O-Vision} The visual component turned into a more sharply resolved oscillation, like angry zebra stripes swimming over everything.
ping ... Forsh corder and nime, ade ladies on a forty yard lime ... ping ... IF active. Repeat cycles at 12.3 sec interval ... ping ... sportsh sportsh sportsh sportsh ... ping ... nnnuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhh.0.0.1 The elevator doors opened on the floor in question!
((Report to new thread when tagged.))
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Post by Trinity on Dec 7, 2015 19:16:33 GMT -8
Enter, Mason! Mason- "*ahem,*" He looked around, "..Mr. Lacey?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 8, 2015 14:35:43 GMT -8
He whipped his head around to look at Mason for a moment, then turned back to face the lobby again with an air of fake calm. He had one hand leaning on the counter and the other holding his gun by the grip behind the counter.
Lacey- "What could possibly bring you up here right now? Do you want to perform well at this job or not?" His tone was acid but his face was placid, smiling with creepy falsity.
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Post by Trinity on Dec 9, 2015 15:30:49 GMT -8
Gyyaawd, that's unsettling. He tried to sound excited. Mason- "Of course I do! It's just, the girls.." He casually gestured to the other room, "..They're questioning our, um.. Professionalism.. I figured you could set'em straight. Boss."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 10, 2015 22:13:30 GMT -8
They started to hear muffled booms from upstairs. Lacey smiled.
Lacey- "Probably won't have to at this rate. He--" *BOOM* *SPLUTT*
Mason felt like he'd been stabbed in the side with three icepicks and was suddenly numb, on fire, and weirdly heavy at the same time. His head and ears rang with the shock of the shotgun blast. He spun around to see Charlie had just shot Lacey - and caught Mason with some of the pellets.
Charlie- "KTRO will rule in prime time, haHA!"
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Post by Trinity on Dec 11, 2015 19:28:07 GMT -8
Mason let out a cry of pain as he struggled to keep his footing. He staggered backwards, clutching his wounded side with one hand and holding the gun at his side with the other. It felt like the wind had just been knocked out of him, and tears were welling in the corners of his eyes. Wasn't Charlie supposed to be on his side? What the hell is going on?
Mason- "W-what the FUCK--?!" At the sight of Blondie, he made a snap decision and used both of his shaking hands to lift his gun, pointed it at Charlie, and make an attempt to fire back..
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 13, 2015 9:15:49 GMT -8
Mason didn't see any contact with Charlie as the man leapt out of the way and careened down the short hall to the back room, but he did see blood drops raining behind him. Then he heard a shout from back there,
Charlie- "KTRO IS GONNA ROCK YOU, MISTER ESTEVEZ!"
If he charges after the guy while he has cover around the corner, he's likely to get blasted. Another strategy, or does he want to ditch out of this Castle Wolfenstein scenario altogether?
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Post by Trinity on Dec 13, 2015 18:31:08 GMT -8
KTRO, seriously? That's what this was about?
With some newfound adrenaline, Mason decided to play it safe and head to the elevator. If he can get to the others quick enough, maybe they can band together and get the hell out of here! Crazy kids or not, this job wasn't worth the money.
He called back to the rogue Charlie,
Mason- "KPLQ IS GONNA WRECK YOUR SHIT, MISTER HALL!" He ran past the lifeless body of Mr. Lacey, being sure to scoop up his gun in the process, and ran to the elevator. For a second there, he felt sort of guilty for leaving those girls, but that thought was quickly shoved aside as Mason's shaking fist spammed the elevator button. Then, he spun around with his gun pointed in front of him and left Lacey's at his feet, just in case Charlies tried to come back.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 15, 2015 1:58:22 GMT -8
As the elevator door opened, the sound of gunfire thundering upstairs grew noticeably louder. Mason got in the elevator ((I assume)) and pressed tha relevant button. There was no more grief from Charles before the box began to rise. He still felt sluggish and weirdly heavy and cold, and could smell his own blood strongly. ((Thoughts as the elevator goes up, and Mason's plans for leaving the elevator. Guns ready? Poke head out like a ground hog ready to shut it? What's he planning? Then I'll tag u into the other thread.))
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Post by Trinity on Dec 15, 2015 19:19:02 GMT -8
His heart was beating out of his chest! As the elevator climbed, Mason took the opportunity to catch his breath a little, examine his wound, and rest, if only for a moment. Good thing it wasn't a direct blast-- Then he'd end up like Lacey. Still, this wound was.. pretty gnarly, and the sound of that gunfire upstairs didn't seem very comforting either.
Mason's thought process was simple-- Tell the others about Charlie being a rat sent by KTRO, and get the hell out of dodge. Now he could only hope it would be that simple.
He pointed his gun at the doors, waiting for them to slide open and reveal the next floor..
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 16, 2015 20:32:48 GMT -8
The wound was hard to read without dropping everything and pulling his shirt off. He was sure he took at least three pellets in the right side of his torso. He was swollen, numb as death save for random bursts of burning and stabbing pain through the area, and feeling very cold.
((u been tagged into the hall))
The lobby was devoid of living people.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 19, 2015 1:16:36 GMT -8
(( ∆§Indea§∆ Kristi is prescribed skeletons ))
Jill peeked into the lobby, and seeing no blondies or other shotgunners - only the demolished corpse of an unknown man behind the counter with her - looked toward the back exit. Meg was close behind.
((The counter /office is along one side of the lobby. It has a big clear view of the front door and a darkish hall the other direction leading to the back door. Y'all describe reactions to shotgunned fake bus driver and your progress through the lobby.))
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Dec 19, 2015 4:17:47 GMT -8
Now was not the time to panic, Jill reminded herself at the sight of the human remains. "In through the nose, out through the mouth. In through the nose, out through the mouth." Forensic cleaners would make this all go away. She couldn't discern the victim's identity, but at least it wasn't a minor. She clenched her hands to reduce their upset tremors. Jill - "I don't think anyone is here..." She says, staring purposefully into every shadow.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Dec 20, 2015 23:26:08 GMT -8
"Except the dead guy... If he is dead. Should we check? I'm gonna check." Meg moved towards the corpse both repelled and curious at the same time. She'd never seen a dead person before. Poor guy. She crouched near so she could test his or her breath. Who was the unlucky corpse?
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 21, 2015 19:05:17 GMT -8
As Jill looked back toward Meg she noticed there was a lull in the shooting upstairs. Had they finished? Would they come down? Then she noticed the sound of the elevator was arriving at the lobby...
Meanwhile, Meg was feeling however she'd feel about her first witnessing of a dead body. The bus driver was on his side, his back was full of little holes and soaked in blood. His front was way nastier, with the lower right half of his ribcage exposed from where all his meats had been blown off with shotgunnery. There might have been less blood on the scene than if he'd died from a smaller calibre weapon, because he clearly died quick. His glassy expression looked almost annoyed.
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