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Post by Dokeshi on Mar 20, 2011 3:26:54 GMT -5
He walks over, grabbing victor by the neck and dragging him away, the sounds of helicopter blades can be heard now.
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Post by Sparrow on Mar 20, 2011 3:30:05 GMT -5
‘And here come the helicopters.... Figures.......’ he thinks with equal spite. He begins concentrating in attempt to at least weaken the mists affects.
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Post by Dokeshi on Mar 20, 2011 3:32:20 GMT -5
THe helicopters hover above, assaulting Victor's now heightened senses and a man slides down a rope a bit, he's wearing clothing nearly identical to monotoxins but is obviously much more muscular. HE speeds a bit slowly," Time to get you home boss, along with the "patient"."
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Post by Sparrow on Mar 20, 2011 3:36:01 GMT -5
Victor already having ‘super’ hearing was having a difficult time with the sudden increase of sound. However he managed to hear the man’s comment.
‘Crud...Where is that goodiegoodie brother of mine when I need him?....’
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Post by Dokeshi on Mar 20, 2011 3:38:03 GMT -5
The armored man reaches down grabbing Monotoxin and victor by the arm, monotxin passes out and breaths heavily as they are being pulled up.
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Post by Sparrow on Mar 20, 2011 3:42:40 GMT -5
‘Ha ha.... I’m probably going to die...... again? permanently? bha whatever, at least freaky mist man got something bad out of it too.’
After a moment he thinks.
‘I knew I should got rid of Bobby –coworker that requested Victor to be transferred- when I had a chance.... Meh I'd probably be in prison... Though I did successfully hide those other bodies..... Well becides the one that AKC poodle dug up. Stupid owner... "Oh my dog only eats duck" Yeah tell that to the dug up guy.....’
After a while of searching his thoughts and only finding pointless things he decides to attempt 'zen mode' though clearing one's mind completely of thought is difficult when surroundings are amplified to the point one would think deafness would take hold.
(How soon can he start moving again?)
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Post by FoxTrott on Mar 26, 2011 22:18:26 GMT -5
Ericken dodged the blade thrown at him, only to manage to fall off the side of the building. His instincts kicked in and he grabbed the first thing that he touched, a window ledge. His hands scraped the concrete, but he managed to get a hold, and lifted himself up. Luckily, the window was open, and he managed to scramble inside an apartment while the battle raged above him.
The whudda-whudda-whudda of helicopter blades caused Ericken to peek outside. He saw Monotoxin and the mailman being pulled away. The only not-dead people he had seen, and now they were being taken away. Ericken groaned to himself.
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Post by Sparrow on Mar 26, 2011 22:35:49 GMT -5
The building is apparently a hotel, the door to this room is open a few inches. The room has simple white walls and reddish carpeting. There is a t.v, bed, closet, chair, side tables, a desk and three lamps.
At the edge of the bed rests a gray tabby cat. It glances at Ericken with lime green eyes and meows, as if stating its presences.
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Post by FoxTrott on Mar 26, 2011 22:54:11 GMT -5
Ericken withdrew back into the room, and sighed. What was he going to do now?
"Meow~"
He looked at the cat that had mewed at him, and almost squealed like a child. "Aww~!" Ericken walked over to the tabby, and pet it. "You're cute, you know that?"
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Post by Sparrow on Mar 26, 2011 23:01:42 GMT -5
The cat mews happily as if answering, then stands to rub against his hand. It meows again and flicks its tail side to side.
There is a quiet creak from down the hall, as if someone is walking, its very faint as if distant.
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Post by FoxTrott on Mar 26, 2011 23:09:01 GMT -5
Ericken smiled back at the cat, and continued to pet it. He heard the creak, and turned to face the door. Carefully, he stood, and tip-toed towards the door to peer down the hall.
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Post by Sparrow on Mar 26, 2011 23:28:28 GMT -5
About thirty-three feet down the hall a person looking down at a note book approaches the room at a walking pace, he is carrying a paper bag in his other hand. He is identical to the mailman in every way save for clothing and hair color. This one’s hair color was ash gray and nearly white, though it is obvious he’s not that old. His eye color is hidden as he is wearing blackout sunglasses. His clothing a blue shirt, jeans, tennis shoes, and red tie, look professional, as if he works in an office. He also wears a name tag that reads, “Hi, my name is: Vincent”
He doesn’t notice Ericken as he is preoccupied with the note book he seems to be reading.
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Post by FoxTrott on Mar 26, 2011 23:47:09 GMT -5
Ericken tilted his head in confusion. This man looked like it was any other day, without the threat of zombies at every corner. Knowing he could possibly be hostile, Ericken withdrew into the room, and flattened himself against the wall.
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Post by Sparrow on Mar 26, 2011 23:57:03 GMT -5
The man pushes open the door and enters the room, then walks over to the bed, all the while reading the note book. He looks up once the cat mews and trots over to him. He kneels down a sets the note book a side and takes a pop top can of cat food from the paper bag and opens it for the cat then sets it down. The cat busily nibbles the food as the man pets the cat. He keeps perfectly silent not saying a word to the feline.
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Post by FoxTrott on Mar 27, 2011 0:01:35 GMT -5
The man had walked by Ericken like he wasn't even there. Ericken blinked in surprise, but was too scared to make a sound. He tried to sneak out the door, only to somehow trip on his own feet and land with a loud THUD on the ground.
"... ugh."
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