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Edited by VertheAlt:
12/28/2015 12:33:10 AM
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[b]Love is a Crazy Thing[/b]
Nate stumbles back into his quarters on the ISS Avalon, weary and lighter, since he cried off three pounds before he boarded the ship.
Nate's quarters are lined with trophies of game, fingers, toes, eyes, heads. Many large and dangerous animals stand in place, stuffed, with eyes and expressions in anguish and fear. Nate sits down at his desk, continuing to gut the squirrel he wasn't able to finish before the CRAP.
[spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
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[b]His veins go purple and he breaks the bonds[/b]
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The bonds do not break. Nate takes a scalpel and outs on a medical mask. "You're not getting out so easy."
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"Of course I am" [b]his voice is raspy and different[/b] "I am no mere parasite!" [b]He pulls his arm out, skinning off some meat[/b]
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Edited by VertheAlt: 12/28/2015 2:32:32 AMMute is now unable to move because his whole body is numb with pins and needles. "You shouldn't be feeling anything around now. Soon, you'll bleed from every hole in your body and then approximately 20 minutes from now, all of your internal with explode and kill you instantly. As I see it, you have three choices. Give her up and the parasite, and you live another day. Refuse, and you die a horrific death. Or you can ask me to leave, and have your last minutes of life to yourself. So what will it be? Times ticking, my friend. I've got all day. You don't."
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"I'll just take over, I don't react to it, I...AM IMMORTAL" [b]He violently rips his arms out, breaking his hands and desking them[/b] "You're next"
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[spoiler]He can't even move. The holds are unbreakable and his body was numbed.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]like i said in chat, the parasite didn't gaf[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]wasnt supposed to. He literally can't move a muscle.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]This parasite is his muscle, it's basically immune to it[/spoiler]
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*Reaper opens the door, looks inside, sees whats happening and wuickly leaves*
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[b]He hears a man fall on his door[/b]
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Nate cannot hear the noise over his sobbing and throbbing migraine headache.
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[b]The door eventually falls open, and a drunk JT comes with it, and he lies on the ground, completely still[/b] "Nate, my boy! You mind pointing me to the bar?" [b]he slurs[/b]
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Nate sighs and gets up, picking up JT and walking into the bar.
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[b]He sits at the bar with him, sipping on a whiskey[/b] "Hey, thanks man"
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"No problem," Nate grunts, and begins to walk away.
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"Hey man, hold on a minute"
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"Yeah?"
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[b]He stands up completely straight and looks at you, speaking without slurring his words[/b] "I need your help for something"
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Nate turns around to look at him, his crying coming to a halt. "Of course."
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"Look, my cousin and old team of the terrorist organization are back and coming to aid me. They were put in cryostasis, and are now in my squad. Mind keeping me in check around them?"
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"Sure. Where can I find them?"
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[b]All 3 walk in to the bar area, weapons strapped to their backs, and JT approaches them, staring blankly, and Lopez holds a black suitcase. [/b]
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Nate stands, eyeing Lopez.
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[b]He is a 7'3 half man half bird in combat gear, with a mask on and wings for arms[/b] JT: "Lopez" Lopez: "JT" JT: "you got my gear?" Lopez: "yeah"
