{{
`${userDetail.user.displayName}${userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode ? `#${standardizeBungieGlobalCode(userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode)}` : ""}`}}
{{getUserClans()}}
3/4/2016 12:08:11 AM
1
[b]he attempts to get up but seeing his condition several doctors pin him down, they get thrown back and a low growling comes from his throat probably an indicator that shouldn't be ignored[/b]
English
-
[b]Wheatley goes flying backward. He draws a red .44 caliber revolver and readies to fire if need be[/b] "CALM DOWN MAN, NO ONES HERE TO HURT YOU!"
-
[b]he's crouched over like a dog lightly panting, the mere fact he's hesitating is a sign he hasn't completely lost it yet[/b]
-
"Calm down man... We aren't here to hurt you. Where's Tiberius? He can help us."
-
[b]at the mention of Tiberius the growling gets louder, a nurse noticed the collar on his neck and gestured to it slightly[/b]
-
[b]he shoots the collar, hoping to shoot it off[/b]
-
[b]the bullet ricochets and infuriates him, the instant he recovered from the recoil the gun was bitten out of his grasp and thrown, it was like watching a cornered animal planning an escape [/b]
-
[b]he jumps forward and begins to hack away at the collar with a hatchet[/b]
-
[b]he bit down on the hatchet and broke it on the first swing, a doctor pulls him back before he could get bitten and whispers in his ear[/b] [i]you're only making him angrier, you should try doing things his way or find something to calm him down otherwise we have to evacuate this section of the ship[/i]
-
"It'll be fine... Restrain him." [b]Wheatley runs off momentarily for... Something[/b]
-
[b]they keep an eye on him and one slowly approaches at a time[/b]
-
[b]wheatley comes bursting through a door with Tiberius in his arms, hoping he could calm his father down[/b]
-
[b]when he got in the room all hell had broken lose, there were claw marks all over the walls and scattered equipment, they managed to pin him down on the floor and attached a leash to the collar on his neck for a little more restraint[/b] [i]How is he going to help with our rampaging monster?[/i]
-
[b]he puts Tiberius down next to him, retrieved his gun, and sits nearby to watch the exchange[/b]
-
[b]Tiberius nervously walks over and nudges his face slightly calming him down[/b] [i]We stuck him with enough sedatives to paralyze an elephant and he's still fighting, what made him angry in the first place?[/i]
-
"A hair comb..."
-
[b]all the medical staff give him a glance of disappointment[/b] [i]You have to know something, get the jacket off so we can see if there's bites[/i]
-
[b]he runs foreward and rips the jacket off of him, removing his own Aswell, revealing a Cage The Elephant T-shirt and incredibly thin torso[/b] "HURRY, I DUNNO HOW LONG IT TAKES HIM TO RIP FLESH FROM BONE."
-
[b]they all stopped dead silent when they saw his tail[/b] [i]Holy hell that explains a lot, you have to settle things yourself[/i] [b]the one nurse with the leash tossed it over to Wheatley, he lets out a low whine under most of the medical staff and Tiberius makes the same sound[/b]
-
"Uhh. Great... You okay man?"
-
[b]he starts getting up slowly and his heartbeat is audible to everyone, it was slowly speeding up[/b] [i]yeah it seems like he restricted blood flow to keep his predatory instincts dormant and to limit his strength, he's probably going to be several times stronger now[/i]
-
[b]he helps him up[/b] "Thanks for doing jack shit to help him, I'll be off now." [b]he continues to walk him back to his room[/b]
-
[b]he bit down on Wheatley's shoulder and didn't let go, it didn't hurt but it was slightly uncomfortable[/b]
-
[b]he winces in pain, yet continues to limp him toward his room. He motions for Tiberius to follow[/b] "Okay, Tiber. I'm gonna ask you something and give you three answers, bark the amount of times that go with your answer... You'll understand in a minute. He just went crazy, was it A: pent up rage B: primal instinct I awoke C: an assassination attempt on me If this isn't what happened just stay quiet."
-
[b]Tiberius waits a moment then barks twice, he had now started teething into Wheatley's shoulder[/b]
-
[b]strange green blood drips from the wound[/b] "AAAAGH! Can you call him off? One bark for yes, two for no."
