We f***** up!!! part 6
We we're all a bit skeptical about Taggart and his last message, but we decided to go have a look after all - if he wanted to win by being a bitch so be it.
We met him - and he wore a god damn power armor - modified with who knows what, and a heavy weapon with 17 mm slugs - he would've painted the area with our team!!! He told us that something had gone wrong when the medic team moved in to pick up Sean, Star and Cross. Apparently Star had gone totally insane and had ripped everybody apart, skinned them and torn them to pieces - except Sean. It was still possible for LAD to save him but we had little time. Taggart showed us some footage Star had sent him and we were all horrified to see how Star had chained Sean to the ceiling upside down - like bait in a mouse trap!
Taggart asked us to get Sean and then he'd try to keep Star busy.
Jack, Allan and I ran for the building we recognized from the footage and Blue covered our back - I was so scared that not even UV could keep my hair from standing on end - what the hell had been in the bullets Sarin had used on Star?
As we arrived at the building there was no one there - except the sad remains of a medic team. I sprinted (with my damn short legs) to the building, counting on the rest of the team to cover me while I recovered the Brainwaster. After all I was the only one with a full set of armor and the physique to fight hand to hand with an unknown enemy. There was a loud guttural roar and then the sound of something huge and very heavy moving through the area. There was the sound of rattling chains and then I could see Sean falling to the ground - I pushed everything in my body to the limits - I was going to get him out of there in one piece!
Suddenly Star appeared next to me - maybe 10 paces away and both Jack and Allan shouted a warning at me - one I chose to ignore, if Sarin had used the bullets and turned Star into the freak in front of me I was partly to blame.
Star... what can I say? There's no explaining what he had become. Everywhere on him large green pussfilled lumps of flesh had grown. Where he had been wounded the growth were extreme, we could almost see him growing as he ran to intercept me. He hit me square in the chest with his arm as Allan, Jack, Blue and Taggart fired at him. It was like being hit with a Stormer 313. His arm was the size of a small house and i could see that he had put javelins through his arm making the flesh grow and grow around the already large arm. I flew through the air trying to avoid breaking something when I landed, I could hear the sound of some very heavy weapons being fired. I kept low trying to keep out of harms way. I could hear the others cursing and moaning and as I looked up I could see Star tumbling forwards while new lumps of flesh sprouted from his bullet wounds - he just kept getting bigger and bigger.
Taggart cursed, switched to auto-fire and told everyone to hit the deck - we did! The noise was indescribeable and bulletcasings rained on the floor. Taggarts armor was slowly pushed back by the force of his riffle, even though he had spiked it to the ground. I looked in horror as the thing that had been Star were hit by numerous 17mm rounds as if it were bullets from a childs toy... And everywhere new flesh grew from the body, making our opponent bigger and bigger.
I crawled as fast as I could to the place where Sean was, as long as Taggart kept shooting, it wouldn't go for the rest of us - I hoped. I grabbed Sean - head and ass - flung him over my shoulder and ran for the exit. Allan, Jack and Blue was right behind me trying to get a clear way out.
As we ran, Allan suggested that Star was infected with the food virus, the one we prevented DN from stealing from McVay. We were not quite sure of how the virus worked, but it was supposed to grow infinite amounts of food out of already existing tissue - I guess human flesh would fit into the food category?yuk!
We jumped into the waiting car and sped to the nearest LAD fascility, we had no idea what we were gonna say, but Sean needed help and at the moment none of us wanted to think about the consequenses of this.
Maybe we should've given this more thought for as we arrived at Karma the guys in the black armors, the heavy guns and the Dark Finders logo were waiting for us. The friendly Karma guys in white coats grabbed Sean (Sarin was already there) and the not so friendly guys in black armor escorted us to different locations for a small chat - I really wished I'd stayed in bed this morning!
They asked about everything - apparently everything I've done since first day out of school has been illegal and against SLA regulations. Our team has supported a soft company, we've killed 4 (!!!) Necs, I've stolen a relic (my husbands dagger), we've kept things to ourselves that should've been reported (the stolen Augustus, Orienta, Whisper), we've influenced Karma property to commit subversive acts (Blue and Red) and they're not completely certain of our loyalty as we have been involved with DN for quite a number of times. No amounts of begging, crying, shouting, cursing or swearing would make these guys believe anything I said, and after a while - I'm not proud of this - I just decided to spill the beans. I told everything! GanNing left the dagger and I just prayed that they wouldn't pick up on it, I don't really think they cared, it was just another thing to put me up on.
When the "interview" was over I was finished. The way everything had been portrayed I knew we were in deep shit - termination was a possibility for all of us! We were left with two options: we could sign a release form - it would effectively be the same as a termination considering the enemies we've made. Or we could go through 6 months of rehab in "Bellamie Asylum" and then maybe continue our carreer as SLA operatives. I must admit that for a second I considered the release form and then take my chances maybe try to get back to Orienta. But the rest of the team would most likely end up in a rubber cell and I wouldn't be able to help them in any way.
So there really was no choice... AAA signed up for 6 months of mindfuck...
We met him - and he wore a god damn power armor - modified with who knows what, and a heavy weapon with 17 mm slugs - he would've painted the area with our team!!! He told us that something had gone wrong when the medic team moved in to pick up Sean, Star and Cross. Apparently Star had gone totally insane and had ripped everybody apart, skinned them and torn them to pieces - except Sean. It was still possible for LAD to save him but we had little time. Taggart showed us some footage Star had sent him and we were all horrified to see how Star had chained Sean to the ceiling upside down - like bait in a mouse trap!
Taggart asked us to get Sean and then he'd try to keep Star busy.
Jack, Allan and I ran for the building we recognized from the footage and Blue covered our back - I was so scared that not even UV could keep my hair from standing on end - what the hell had been in the bullets Sarin had used on Star?
As we arrived at the building there was no one there - except the sad remains of a medic team. I sprinted (with my damn short legs) to the building, counting on the rest of the team to cover me while I recovered the Brainwaster. After all I was the only one with a full set of armor and the physique to fight hand to hand with an unknown enemy. There was a loud guttural roar and then the sound of something huge and very heavy moving through the area. There was the sound of rattling chains and then I could see Sean falling to the ground - I pushed everything in my body to the limits - I was going to get him out of there in one piece!
Suddenly Star appeared next to me - maybe 10 paces away and both Jack and Allan shouted a warning at me - one I chose to ignore, if Sarin had used the bullets and turned Star into the freak in front of me I was partly to blame.
Star... what can I say? There's no explaining what he had become. Everywhere on him large green pussfilled lumps of flesh had grown. Where he had been wounded the growth were extreme, we could almost see him growing as he ran to intercept me. He hit me square in the chest with his arm as Allan, Jack, Blue and Taggart fired at him. It was like being hit with a Stormer 313. His arm was the size of a small house and i could see that he had put javelins through his arm making the flesh grow and grow around the already large arm. I flew through the air trying to avoid breaking something when I landed, I could hear the sound of some very heavy weapons being fired. I kept low trying to keep out of harms way. I could hear the others cursing and moaning and as I looked up I could see Star tumbling forwards while new lumps of flesh sprouted from his bullet wounds - he just kept getting bigger and bigger.
Taggart cursed, switched to auto-fire and told everyone to hit the deck - we did! The noise was indescribeable and bulletcasings rained on the floor. Taggarts armor was slowly pushed back by the force of his riffle, even though he had spiked it to the ground. I looked in horror as the thing that had been Star were hit by numerous 17mm rounds as if it were bullets from a childs toy... And everywhere new flesh grew from the body, making our opponent bigger and bigger.
I crawled as fast as I could to the place where Sean was, as long as Taggart kept shooting, it wouldn't go for the rest of us - I hoped. I grabbed Sean - head and ass - flung him over my shoulder and ran for the exit. Allan, Jack and Blue was right behind me trying to get a clear way out.
As we ran, Allan suggested that Star was infected with the food virus, the one we prevented DN from stealing from McVay. We were not quite sure of how the virus worked, but it was supposed to grow infinite amounts of food out of already existing tissue - I guess human flesh would fit into the food category?yuk!
We jumped into the waiting car and sped to the nearest LAD fascility, we had no idea what we were gonna say, but Sean needed help and at the moment none of us wanted to think about the consequenses of this.
Maybe we should've given this more thought for as we arrived at Karma the guys in the black armors, the heavy guns and the Dark Finders logo were waiting for us. The friendly Karma guys in white coats grabbed Sean (Sarin was already there) and the not so friendly guys in black armor escorted us to different locations for a small chat - I really wished I'd stayed in bed this morning!
They asked about everything - apparently everything I've done since first day out of school has been illegal and against SLA regulations. Our team has supported a soft company, we've killed 4 (!!!) Necs, I've stolen a relic (my husbands dagger), we've kept things to ourselves that should've been reported (the stolen Augustus, Orienta, Whisper), we've influenced Karma property to commit subversive acts (Blue and Red) and they're not completely certain of our loyalty as we have been involved with DN for quite a number of times. No amounts of begging, crying, shouting, cursing or swearing would make these guys believe anything I said, and after a while - I'm not proud of this - I just decided to spill the beans. I told everything! GanNing left the dagger and I just prayed that they wouldn't pick up on it, I don't really think they cared, it was just another thing to put me up on.
When the "interview" was over I was finished. The way everything had been portrayed I knew we were in deep shit - termination was a possibility for all of us! We were left with two options: we could sign a release form - it would effectively be the same as a termination considering the enemies we've made. Or we could go through 6 months of rehab in "Bellamie Asylum" and then maybe continue our carreer as SLA operatives. I must admit that for a second I considered the release form and then take my chances maybe try to get back to Orienta. But the rest of the team would most likely end up in a rubber cell and I wouldn't be able to help them in any way.
So there really was no choice... AAA signed up for 6 months of mindfuck...
posted by Mette S. Abildgaard at 18:21
3 Comments:
WOW. Your writing style has grown. Having had the pleasure of you company and writing some time now. i must say: WOW. Very good and keeping with the style of the game.
hans(master)
Heheheh...You guys (and girls) have one hell of GM. :)
Lots of updates you made in the past few days, was kinda suprised by the ammount of them. Keep it up (I'm enjoying this blog)!
More like one Evil GM! LOL
How could he do it to you lot? I suppose he must have used that famous saying.. "Give 'em enough rope, and they'll hang themselves".
On balance, it looks like 6 months at the funny farm is going to be a holiday.... Don't forget to send us all a postcard :-)
Keep up the good work :-)
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