[FFRP] The Black City...

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Re: The Black City...

Postby Brnin8r » Thu Mar 18, 2010 10:40 am

Jack's world was nothing but black after the ring hit him, and as suddenly as he was out, a bright light was shining on him. He wouldn't be able to move, metallic restraints held him upright on the wall. There was an odd feeling at the back of his head and it felt like there were needles all over him. He couldn't see yet, the light was still too glaring to him. In his light-blinded state, he felt an odd, cold, metal claw grip his ankle followed by a severe stinging sensation and then the feeling of thick, viscous liquid being injected into his bloodstream.

***

Damian nodded, "Right...let me just reach into my back pocket for our gas masks." he said sarcastically, "If I had them we'd be wearing them Caine. Maybe we'll find some on the way. Until then though we'll have to brave whatever atmosphere lies down these tunnels." he said as he marched forward of Caine silently. An occasional flash of open wiring changed the color of the green luminescence.

***

As her lights shone into the darkness, it was obvious what had happened to the officers. They were everywhere. A torso lay at the foot of the stairs and its neighboring limbs were strewn about. The floor was a sickly crimson everywhere. At the back of the room several red, gleaming dots stared back at the intruder. There were about twelve pairs of them. A mechanized growl, echoed by the basement, revealed the creatures even before the woman's light descended on them. The K9 unit dogs had somehow been converted into cyborgs. Metal where bone should be broke through the decaying skin. Bionic implants for eyes had replaced their usual, soft eyes. The whirring and hissing of hydraulics sounded as they all stood up, hungry for a meal they hadn't gotten in some time.
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Re: The Black City...

Postby Zoey » Thu Mar 18, 2010 12:54 pm

"Sure, if anything happens, I'll be sure to bury you with your truck and some speed violation tickets" sarcasticly replied Caine as he covered Damians back.
"Let me confirm, your shelter shield is activated?"
"What are you planning?!"
"Your shelter is secure, is it?"
"Of course it is! Just see for yourself how powerless you are!"
"...Roger that."
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Re: The Black City...

Postby Harri-chan » Thu Mar 18, 2010 6:56 pm

She froze as her lights illuminated the cyborg dogs. She knew her pistols weren't going to be too hot against robots... but robot dogs? She was in trouble! Immediately, the lights went out on her suit, and she turned, scrambling back up the steps, the red cloak fluttering behind her. Since she'd blown the door right off the hinges, there was nothing to slam shut behind her as she turned the corner at the top and ran down the corridor as fast as she could, heading for the stairs that led up to the next floor.
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Re: The Black City...

Postby Knight Errant » Sat Mar 20, 2010 12:25 am

Jack blinks in the harsh light, looking around and trying to see anything. What he was feeling he certainly didnt like... he had a bad feeling he was royally screwed. He tugs against his restraints. He gasps and yells at the sting. "Ack! The hell is going on!?"
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Re: The Black City...

Postby Brnin8r » Mon Mar 22, 2010 9:26 pm

As the bright light subsided, two eyestalks attached to cables extended from the mysterious device clamping his ankle, "Answer: Subject Jack is to be converted to Maximilian's legion." the fact they knew his name hinted they had gotten to Nora...who wasn't in the room.

***

Damian chuckled as they continued. As they got further and further into the sewers, clicking and whirring noises could be heard down the dank hallway.

***

The dogs howled and yipped as they charged over the sea of gore after their new meat. The stairs led to the second floor which seemed to be cubicles and offices.
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Re: The Black City...

Postby Zoey » Mon Mar 22, 2010 9:53 pm

Caine pocked Damians back and motioned to their ears hoping Damian knows what it may be.
"Let me confirm, your shelter shield is activated?"
"What are you planning?!"
"Your shelter is secure, is it?"
"Of course it is! Just see for yourself how powerless you are!"
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Re: The Black City...

Postby Knight Errant » Mon Mar 22, 2010 10:42 pm

Jack growls. "You metal bastards think you can use me, you have another thing coming..." He struggles against his restraints, trying to get free and cause someone some grievous bodily harm.
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Re: The Black City...

Postby Harri-chan » Tue Mar 23, 2010 4:25 am

The young woman raced along the line of cubicles, knocking chairs over behind her and firing bullets into the monitors and computers, showering sparks across the aisle, and then jumped up onto one of the desks, and climbed over the cubicle wall, dropping down on the other side and trying to burst into one of the offices along the wall...
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Re: The Black City...

Postby Brnin8r » Tue Mar 23, 2010 7:39 am

The eyestalks retracted in fear of Jack's reprisal, which seemed a long way off considering his position. The little bot let go of his ankle and began to whir around the room. Into the wall, as a sliding door withdrew itself into the ceiling, a large, menacing robot armed to the teeth. Its frowning faceplate flashed with anger as it approached the restrained man, "Your new designation, human," the title was said with obvious derision, "is now North 31.1, you will report to your station North 31 once conversion is complete." it's hand flipped into it's wrist, the opposite end turning out into what could only be something out of star wars; more specifically R2D2's computer interface rod. With it, the soldierbot began to work the settings on Jack's station. Once finished, it left...leaving Jack to his fate. He could feel the thick liquid practically oozing up his body, wherever it went his skin tingled.

***

Damian shrugged, "Got me. Maybe its the scout robots. More likely though, it might be construction droids expanding Max's labs."

***

The dogs easily bounded up the stairway, only once being stalled by the toppled office equipment. The woman was able to get into the office she desire. There wasn't much to it but a desk, a computer, and various sheets of paperwork strewn about.
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Re: The Black City...

Postby Knight Errant » Tue Mar 23, 2010 10:48 am

"Great... this sucks." He grumbles as he is left alone in the room. The tingling in his leg causes him to look down, he didnt like what they said about 'conversion'.
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Re: The Black City...

Postby Harri-chan » Tue Mar 23, 2010 6:12 pm

She slammed the door closed behind her, the green glow of her goggles shining around the room. Rushing across to the desk, she dragged it away from the wall, and then pushed it alongside the door, jamming it in place below the handle. Taking a moment to catch her breath, she looked around the walls to see if there were any boarded up windows, or if she was too far into the middle of the building for an exterior wall...
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Re: The Black City...

Postby Brnin8r » Sat Mar 27, 2010 9:26 am

Jack's observations rewarded him with an odd sight. His ankle, what he could see at least, was gray. Almost like it was dead skin with a sort of shiny property to it.

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The cyborg canines marauded after the fleeing woman, jumping over and around the hole to pursue until they came to the door. Their synthesizer barks echoed outside the door. Alas...it seemed she had entered one of the central offices. No windows.
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Re: The Black City...

Postby Knight Errant » Sat Mar 27, 2010 10:34 am

That... really couldn't be good. He struggles against his restraints again, not content to sit and watch.
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Re: The Black City...

Postby Harri-chan » Sat Mar 27, 2010 1:13 pm

She cursed loudly when she saw there were no windows she could escape through. Reaching up around her neck, she tugged the cloak free, and tossed the red silk garment across the chair that had been at the desk, fully exposing the tight, black leather bodysuit, and the grapple hook gun across her back. She bent forward, and pulled two pistols from around her calves, and fixed them into place across her boots. Another two pistols were pulled from her hips and held in her hands as she stepped forward, twisting at the hips and kicking out, and as her foot swung around, the pistol strapped to the boot suddenly fired, leaving a stream of smoke to follow the motion of her kick as she brought the leg around and dropped her foot back to the floor.

Seeming satisfied, she dragged the desk two or three inches from the door, and climbed up on top of it, before leaning out to twist the handle and let the door swing in those few inches.....
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Re: The Black City...

Postby Brnin8r » Tue Mar 30, 2010 11:55 am

His restraints seemed impossible to strain against, though even as he did so the viscous liquid that slowly oozed its way up his body was increasing his strength hit seemed and soon the restraint holding his graying ankle snapped. The little robot surveying the transformation didn't seem worried as there were three more restraints to break.

***

The dogs immediately pushed the door to its extent, their automatonic barks breaking the muffled silence of the room, the exposed flesh beneath the skull shaped metallic covering seemed raw and red almost like muscle. Despite the observation, they seemed terribly full of energy and visciousness...and on top of that they weren't happy. Though with only a few inches, they couldn't break through the door...yet. Already the hinges were straining to hold the portal shut.
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