[b][u]Lurking Evil [/u][/b]
The whole ship's lights flicker at once, the ship stops working, broken in space. It was cold, miserable and things were flying around.....but there was still gravity? The lights turn off, with a scream heard down the hall. Running through the darkness, seeing nothing but the occasional face in the pitch black environment, you come to trip over something and into a wall that's......wet? A gooy ooze leaks from the took of the ceiling, it's not runny enough to be blood and it's to thick to be water. The lights turn back on, still flickering. You look around, seeing no one but a woman with long, wirey hair standing, looking down in your direction. You look down at what you tripped over, it's a body. Probably not your first, but still. The slit throat and dead look in the man's eye give it an erie, dark feeling. Turning, you see dark green ooze leaking from the ceiling, it's what you tripped into. You hear a scream, and by instinct, turn around. The woman you saw down the hall stands in front of you with a bloody steak knife.
[spoiler]Open. Careful guys, this lady will kick your ass if you respond incorrectly. [/spoiler]
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Edited by Alonfé: 10/21/2015 12:41:15 AM[i]Alon looked at the ethereal woman, already in his combat suit, staring her down with the glowing yellow eyes of his helmet. The body he tripped over was most likely crushed from Alon's weight, but gave him a chance to ready a knife of his own, a kard.[/i] [b]Ahhh lady? Can we....kinda.... uh.... calm down a bit?[/b]
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The woman turns her head on it's side, still holding the knife.
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[i]He stares her down, making a split second decision to draw his dual shorty's, sheathing his knife at his thigh, the shotguns popping up from his back as he grabbed them. He aimed them both at the crazy woman, taking one step back, standing his ground. He wasn't going to shoot, but he remembered the body... this was surely an enemy. He unloaded 4 12G shells full of buckshot in her direction, firing each shotgun twice; semi-automatic.[/i]
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The bullets flew through her, seemingly ineffective.
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[i]He grunted, unloading 6 more shells before the trigger clicked empty, as he slid the two guns into slots in his back. A green wind stormed in his hand, as he pushed it forward, a blast of wind so strong erupting from his hand, that it sucked the oxygen from the air in front of him.[/i]
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Nothing that he does seems to affect her.... [spoiler]SALT AND IRON[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]WELL FUQ WUT TYPE OF LOGIC IS THIS?!?!?[/spoiler] [i]Finally pissed, he draws an iron knife from his belt, throwing it at her.[/i] [b]This better -blam!-ing work... or I'm gonna suck your soul back where it should be you stupid bitch...[/b]
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She disappears in smoke.... [spoiler]Supernatural logic muh n*gga[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]no shit meh n*gga gotta throw 'em down wit da salt, keep it sweet, don't halt; throw dat punch in da line, don't hate me I try <---- I ain't a rappa[/spoiler] [i]Alon tries to catch the smoke in the air, trapping it. After trying, he goes to the ectoplasmic material on the walls.[/i] [b]Haha, 3sp00ky5m3..... haha..... oke, so what's this shit?[/b]
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The Ectoplasm seems to retract when the woman leaves... [spoiler]I got dis mang Gotta hit up that salt and iron on them Just be ready or they'll turn into a gem And violate your girl To the point where she'll hurl Don't load up yo glock You might as well shoot yourself in the cock Iron and salt makes them burn Just be careful when you turn Around and think your good When you could really end up in the hood Bars? Bars. [/spoiler]
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Edited by Alonfé: 10/21/2015 2:47:48 AM[b]Shit.... well then.... let's search up some stuff...[/b] [i]He ran a facial recognition scan on his suits computer, simultaneously on Google searching murders matching this one, as he checked the ID of the body.[/i]
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The man comes up as Tom Brees. A cheat, liar and, rumor has it, murderer. [spoiler]<.< >.> *takes gif*[/spoiler]
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Edited by Alonfé: 10/21/2015 10:47:32 PM[i]Alon nodded... was there anyone else like this on the ship? He searched up some stuff like that too on the crew's database.[/i] [b]Nope....no...no....naughta......hella no.....dammit....[/b][spoiler]*GIF was perfect* *r8's Alon's GIF 8/8*[/spoiler]
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The computer works well, new obviously. You stumble upon nothing with the computer...with your current Web search.
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I crook my head, a lawn chair under my arm "Ma'am? Are you okay? Well, rhetorical question."
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[b]Sam freezes, making no sudden movements, thinking carefully.[/b] "[i]What is this stuff? Ectoplasm?[/i]"
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The woman "glitches" around. Pulling her back like she was going to stab him.
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[b]He conceals his shotgun, already loaded with rock salt from an event he saw earlier, behind his back, but stands still, not attacking... Yet.[/b]
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[spoiler]Duuuuuude, you dun goofed[/spoiler] She buries the knife in his shoulder and pulls out, starting to stab him multiple times. [spoiler]I'll give you another shot at that...[/spoiler]
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[b]He shoots her as quickly as he can, grabbing at the wound and running afterwards.[/b]
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[spoiler]Mmkay[/spoiler] She disappears into smoke as the pellets make contact.
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[spoiler]she stabbed me wtf do you want me to do[/spoiler] [b]He looks around, still wondering what the liquid was.[/b]
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[spoiler]I said I'd give another shot at that, that meant I'd let you edit...[/spoiler] The ooze was something he remembered as Ectoplasm.
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Edited by Murph Tha Smurf: 10/20/2015 11:16:18 PM[spoiler]too late now kek[/spoiler] [spoiler]plus I'm fine with being punished for stupidity[/spoiler] "[i]So it is Ectoplasm... Gotta be something powerful... Wish there was another Hunter onboard.[/i]" [b]He investigates the body.[/b]
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The body was man in his late twenties. Basic build, white skin, shaved head, faint beard. [spoiler]K[/spoiler]