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1. Gun them down.
- 4 (66.7%)
2. Make a break for it.
- 2 (33.3%)
3. ssssssssssssss
- 0 (0%)

Total Members Voted: 6

Voting closed: December 04, 2009, 08:17:53 AM


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Cthulhu-chan

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Re: The Ends
« Reply #680 on: May 07, 2009, 03:55:44 AM »

If the rubbish bin's a'rockin, don't come a'knockin.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #681 on: May 07, 2009, 05:42:04 PM »

I've seen this movie. Its a cat. Right?

Can't go back, so going forward, without looking in the dumpster.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #682 on: May 07, 2009, 05:46:59 PM »

Going with 2 early as the current vote stands 0-7-0.

2. Move past it, keeping as far to the other side as possible.

Keeping your eyes firmly fixed on the strange dumpster, you put your back to the opposite wall and quickly move past it.

As you do, the thumping ceases entirely. You feel the sudden sensation of being watched.

Slightly behind you, Jesse grabs your arm. You put a finger to your lips and look meaningfully at her. She nods.

As you move away from the dumpster, you can see from this angle that there's a hole rotted away in the side of it, the edges jagged and slimy. Some sort of pulsing, sickly looking brownish greenish slimy mass of wrapped tentacles unlike any you have seen before is extending from (or into) the dumpster through the hole. You can't tell if it's a mass of smaller tentacles or just a single that looks like it, and you're honestly not that curios. Whatever it is, it runs about three feet visibly, before entering the building the dumpster is up against through another acid-eaten hole in the brick near the ground.

You turn away. Jesse follows you as you continue down the alley, drawing to your side once again. The mist drifts and swirls lazily in front of you like spiderwebs disturbed by a light wind.

Suddenly, there is a tremendous pain your hea --

sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

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You are in a tight, warm space. Your family move against you, but slowly, lovingly. You are asleep. The gentle darkness wraps you, enfolds you, shelters you as you grow, your family feeding you in a slow, steady stream of life.

Suddenly, you are aware of another. Two presences are nearby. They seek passage. With your dreamer's eye, you can sense the family in them, crying out. Stunted. You stir and one eye cracks open. One of them has another inside. It is not family.

sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

1. Awaken. Emerge.

2. No. It is not yet time, you are not complete. They will be found. It is only a matter of time.

sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #683 on: May 07, 2009, 05:54:48 PM »

Like I said, just a cat.
 :nyoro~n:
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #684 on: May 07, 2009, 06:03:11 PM »

Yeah, no.  I'm good.  Really not that curious.   :nyoro~n:
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #685 on: May 07, 2009, 06:15:33 PM »

Fascinating! Also: OH NO D:
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #686 on: May 07, 2009, 06:21:23 PM »

it's a jack-in-a-dumpster

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Re: The Ends
« Reply #687 on: May 07, 2009, 07:30:24 PM »

2. Remain, for now.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #688 on: May 07, 2009, 07:46:26 PM »

And I thought losing control of The Mayor was depressing.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #689 on: May 07, 2009, 08:11:28 PM »

6 to 1. I think I can safely update, since my entire pool of voters is like 10.

2. No. It is not yet time, you are not complete. They will be found. It is only a matter of time.

You turn over in your sleep. The ones outside are of no concern, for now. They are few, you and yours are many. All will be found, in time.

But... perhaps... yes. A gift. A gift for them, something to remind them that they are not unmarked by those they attempt to avoid.

You smile inwardly as you drift back to the endless dark of your womb. Your eye closes once more. Soon, you will arise and hunt for those who remain. But not yet. Now you will close your eyes, and suckle on the warmth your family provides.

Yessssss. Soon.

sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

"Arggghhh!" you scream, feeling your mind convulse.

"What's wrong!?" Jesse says above you.

You look up at her. You have dropped to your knees in the alleyway. Jesse stands in front of you, her face worried. You clutch your head, but stagger to your feet.

"Got to... get away... he's sending... a gift," you manage.

"What?" Jesse asks.

"Run!" you yell.

Though she hesitates for a moment, Jesse turns and flees. You follow behind her.

From behind you, you hear the unmistakable sound of the dumpster lid lifting. You run faster.

A slithering sound follows you. You take one short peek over your shoulder, but the mist is thick and the dumpster is lost to it.

Ahead of you, Jesse has stopped in her tracks. She turns around and frantically motions at you.

"Which way?" she yells.

You see what she's talking about. There's a side door into an office building, hanging slightly ajar. Ahead of you is more empty alleyway. Does it dead end, or let out into the open streets? You don't know, only able to see perhaps fifteen more feet.

Another fire escape on the opposite wall of the door. The ladder has been let down, you could make it if you jumped.

Behind you, you can feel the thing in the dumpster fall back into slumber. You briefly wonder if it knows you are able to feel it like it can feel you. You have lost none of the memory of being in the dumpster, you doubt you'll ever forget it. The feeling was... strangely familiar.

Your mind flashes back to making the deal with Benny to bring you back from the dead.

"Snap out of it!" Jesse yells. Behind you, the slithering noise is getting closer.

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1. Keep going down the alley.

2. The door. Close it behind you.

3. Jump up to the fire escape.

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Re: The Ends
« Reply #690 on: May 07, 2009, 08:25:34 PM »

Door.  Fire escape is just going to lead us up with no barriers between us and it, whatever it is.  Alleyway is just plain blind.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #691 on: May 07, 2009, 08:39:40 PM »

Legion the Grouch is just asking for a pipe bomb surprise.

Hopefully we possess mind bullets upon our reunion.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #692 on: May 07, 2009, 09:39:46 PM »

Murphy's Law states that any zombie trapped in a dumpster is going to be the one zombie in the world smart enough to throw an explosive back at you.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #693 on: May 07, 2009, 09:47:00 PM »

Murphy's Law states that any zombie trapped in a dumpster is going to be the one zombie in the world smart enough to throw an explosive back at you.

HAHAHA FUCK YOU HL2

The roof just screams bad idea, and I've run around enough office back alleys to know that a lot of them dead-end.  Into the pit, it is.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #694 on: May 08, 2009, 09:24:19 PM »

2. The door. Close it behind you.

"Inside!" you shout to Jesse. She turns immediately and flings open the door the rest of the way inward. You quickly follow her through, into the dark interior.

You wheel and slam the door shut. Feeling for some sort of locking mechanism in the darkness against the cold metal of the door, you can't seem to find anything. But there has to be something --

There's a low click from behind you and the room is suddenly illuminated by a soft glow. Jesse holds the lighter in her hand, sweeping it across her chest, the light casting weird shadows on the walls and floor. Craning your neck, you see what looks to be a heavy wooden plank propped up in the corner with a bunch of other random odds and ends.

Before you can open your mouth to say anything, the slithering sound draws right on the other side of the door, and stops.

You hold your breath.

The impact is greater than you were expecting, though you braced yourself hard. You are nearly thrown clear. You hear a frustrated low hissss from the other side.

"The beam! Jesse! Hurry!"

Jesse spies it and runs to the corner, perhaps ten feet away. As she runs you see a flight of stairs leading up.

The second impact comes, and this time you've adjusted yourself to better withstand it. But still, it forces your planted feet back a full twelve inches, scraping along the dusty floor.

"Jesse!"

Wham. A third attempt. This one buckles the metal in the center of the door inward for a second and rattles your teeth in your skull. You grit them together and brace yourself again.

The fourth impact doesn't come. Your eyes flicker to the bare gray light coming from the thin line under the door.

There is a tearing, sucking sound from outside, roughly at neck level. You raise your eyes to see a hole in front of your face being sucked outward somehow, the metal creaking and tearing. A depression is forming. Your mind flashes back to those holes you saw in the dumpster and nearby brick.

Jesse comes up behind you, dragging the heavy beam. It's almost eight feet long. "I can brace it!" she shouts. "Move out of the way!"

"No, wait!" you say, continuing to hold the door.

Jesse's eyes widen. "Wait?!"

The hole in the door rips open and outward in the center, the edges jagged and expanding as the sucking, tearing sound grows in volume. The hole is about as big as an apple.

You take a step back. Something dark moves on the other side. A great, lidless eye presses up against the hole, the pupil narrowing as it spies the flame of the lighter.

You raise your arm and fire your flaregun into the hole and eye at point blank range, making sure to turn your head and shield Jesse.

The sound is quite satisfying.

"Now! Brace the door!"

Jesse moves forward. "Help me!"

You grab one end and slide the beam against the handle, Jesse bracing the other against the corner of the small storage room. You give the beam a heavy smack, and it doesn't budge.

"Perfect," you say. "Let's get out of here."

The two of you hurry up the rickety wooden stairs. At the top of the flight, there's a closed door. It's not locked. You proceed through into a hallway running down away from you. Behind you, the door reads EXIT.

The walls of the hallway are old, the paint chipped and peeling. The floor is tiled linoleum. The light of the fire only allows you to see about ten feet. A light fixture, old and broken, hangs nearby.

"Is this place abandoned?" Jesse asks. "I mean, you know. Before."

"Looks like it might have been," you say.

You proceed forward down the narrow hall. No doors, no windows. You come to a intersection. The hall continues forward, and splits left and right.

Suddenly you are reminded of something. The feeling passes, like Deju Vu.

she was behind you

Down along the forward path, you can see graffiti on the left wall. It reads THE NO FACED MAN WAS HERE. HE IS WATCHING YOU. The writing is in blue. Next to it is a crude drawing of what looks to be some sort of eye. It looks familiar. The eye is done in the same blue as the writing, but the fire around it is done in red.

You motion to the writing. "You see that?"

Jesse squints. "Yeah. What's it mean?"

"I don't know," you answer slowly. "But I don't like that you can see it."

Jesse shakes her head. "Let's not go that way."

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1. No. Fear is to be faced. You won't let some vague writing change your course. Continue forward.

2. Go left.

3. Go right.

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Re: The Ends
« Reply #695 on: May 08, 2009, 11:26:54 PM »

MYSTERY ACTION.

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Re: The Ends
« Reply #696 on: May 09, 2009, 01:07:07 AM »

This is the first time that the writing has been blue -- it's always been red up to this point, and seems more helpful than taunting this time ("How's your mother?").

The pressing question is how in the hell are we going to get out of here. They are a hivemind, and know we're here. The fact that we came in through a side door suggests the front door is going to be left or right, and since we ran down the alley a distance, should let out on a street parallel to Main. However, we don't know whether we went left or right to go into the door.

Investigate the spooky hallway it is.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #697 on: May 09, 2009, 01:13:15 AM »

fffffffffffffffffuck it.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #698 on: May 09, 2009, 02:40:26 AM »

Map.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #699 on: May 09, 2009, 02:48:33 AM »

You sure that last bit is correct?  We did just go up some stairs.
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