Blaze Sanaku
I'm On D' R0LL!!
I LOVE GENOCIDE
WTF?!?!??!
Posts: 176
|
Post by Blaze Sanaku on Feb 4, 2008 0:55:13 GMT -5
"That sucker really did buy my taunts, huh...What a pain in the ass." Hadrian noted nonchalantly. Blaze stared at him in disbelief, she couldn't believe this. She couldn't believe how badly their "leader" had just screwed this whole mission over. Not only had he failed the mission and made threats towards their captor, he had just talked their captor into killing them all with green poison. BUt the part that really baffled Blaze was that he didn't seem to care that he had put all their lives in jeopardy at his own expense.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?!?" Blaze screeched out loud as soon as the sprinklers started. She picked up her broken sensor and hurled it at Hadrian's back. Then she picked it up again and threw it at him even more forcefully than the first time.
"When someone is threatening to end your life, you DON'T encourage them and egg them on!! You bargain with them, you try to get yourself out of it. You DON'T TELL THEM TO GO AHEAD AND KILL US!!!! You fucking moron, you've put ALL our lives in danger just to satisfy your bigheaded, narcissistic, self-inflated ego! I can't believe it!!" Blaze stared around, wide-eyed at her teammates. "Do you realize what he's just done?!" she asked them incredulously.
Her first reaction was to maim Hadrian as badly as possible, but he seemed to be their only ticket out at this moment. Blaze grit her teeth togther, she felt so helpless. There wasn't even anything to take her anger out on!! Fustrated, she resorted to lighting all the sensors on fire and stomping on them, relishing in the 'crunch crunch' sound they made.
"You'd better open these doors!! Or you're going to die before any of this gas can kill us, and it will be justifyable homicide since YOU were the one to lead us towards our deaths." Blaze barked.
|
|
Zacke
Not your average RP'er
Where's mah banner?
Posts: 138
|
Post by Zacke on Feb 4, 2008 2:33:14 GMT -5
Zacke's head was absolutely reeling. One minute he was reading Gemma's paper, the next minute Hadrian was goading the DotNA hacker like a goddamn fool, and now they had some weird green mist falling down all around them and filling the room...
Shit... No... This can't be happening...
After all he'd been through on the Trinity mission -- hell, after all he'd been through as a SeeD, period... He'd never been part of a failure this miserable.
What do we do? What do we do??
The familiar sound of Blaze's screaming filled the room, and for once Zacke did not mind it one bit. He actually hardly noticed it behind the white noise of near-panic his own brain was making inside his head. The prospect of the entire team being poisoned had kind of kicked his anxiety level up a few thousand notches, and thus his absolute loathing for Hadrian was currently taking a backseat to that. Think... Think! He pushed himself. You don't stand here and shake; you move. What does common sense tell you? Hadrian was saying something stupid about getting the doors open. Well, that would be nice, but common sense told Zacke not to rely on Hadrian ever again. So, if the doors weren't going to be opening any time soon... Break the sprayers. Cover them. Stop them. He distractedly took hold of Gemma's hand momentarily and moved it away from his shoulder, turning toward one of the corners without word.
His hand gripped around the back of a steel chair and he drug it along with him as he quickly maneuvered through the desks and technological components that crowded the room. He reached an area where he was almost directly beneath one of the spraying nozzles, and with a loud screech he slid the chair to a halt right there and hopped up onto it. He turned his face away from the green mist and held his breath as he hurriedly yanked off his jacket. Of course he didn't want to, but it was inevitable; in order to carry out this idea he was going to have to look at what he was doing. When he turned back and faced the sprayer he squinted his eyes, but the mist was still catching him full in the face and he caught a short and unintentional breath of it. His hands were shaking just slightly and his movements jerky but swift as he took the leather jacket and wrapped it several times tightly around the spraying nozzle.
He managed to finish the job, but holding it there with his arms fully extended, balancing on the chair... Suddenly the strength of his grip wasn't enough to somehow fasten the jacket in place...
It happened within a matter of a couple seconds. His wrists felt weak and his stomach sick. His vision went to hell; he couldn't even see what his hands were doing with the jacket. The more unstable he became the less controlled his actions were, and he coughed once and followed that cough with another breath of the mist before his mind even registered exactly what he'd done.
Hyne...
Zacke's weight shifted heavily, and without the strength or sobriety to correct the shift he fell hard into a crumpled mass on the marble floor. The chair clattered out loudly from beneath his feet and the jacket slipped from the nozzle above and dropped down beside him uselessly.
If anyone tries to check for a pulse: yes, there is one. He's not dead. It seems as if he is merely asleep... ? >D
|
|
|
|
Post by Gemma Ridean on Feb 4, 2008 4:22:11 GMT -5
"Zacke!" Gemma shrieked as she watched his lifeless body fall from the chair, a loud 'crack' resounding in her ears as the back of his head smashed against the floor. Without a single thought, she rushed to kneel down beside his body.
"He can't be dead, he can't be dead.." she muttered frantically, her hands shaking incontrollably as she placed two fingers over his neck to feel for a pulse. She couldn't feel anything.
Pressing both hands over his chest, she began to attempt CPR. Hot tears sprung to her eyes as she listened again and again to find a pulse. A single tear rolled down the side of her her nose and dripped onto his shirt.
She could hear the others yelling something, but she could hardly see them--her vision, steadily muddied by thickening ivy shroud of poisoning.
She gasped--she was choking in her lungs. Nauseated. She couldn't breathe.
Coughing viscously, Gemma held her breath as she made one final effort. With every ounce of lingering strength she had left in her body, she pushed down--hard---
Everything was growing faint...her head felt weightless...
She waited for what felt like minutes of silence. Then--finally---
Thump...
Thump...
It was a faint at first. But it was growing stronger.
Thump
Thump
Thump..thump..thump..thump...
His heart was beating...so he should have been awake. And yet..it was if he fallen into a deep slumber...
With all energy drained from her, the most she could do was smile weakly. Coughing, she tried to stand up again. Then like a sudden vacuum, all oxygen was sucked out from her lungs. She opened to mouth to scream.
Then toppled to the floor.
|
|
|
|
Post by Hadrian D'arcell on Feb 4, 2008 19:13:36 GMT -5
She picked up her broken sensor and hurled it at Hadrian's back. Then she picked it up again and threw it at him even more forcefully than the first time.
I can't stop laughing! Hit the head, Blaze! Head XD
-----------------------------------------------------------
Hadrian pulled the neckline of his shirt over his nose in an attempt to keep himself from inhaling the gas. The mist was spraying in full speed. The concentration in the air was starting to make the place look dimmer. His back hurt like hell thanks to the wild animal Blaze.
Hell no, make that wild, berserk banshee-ish psychotic flesh eating womanOID! he thought in pain, clutching his back. She was still screaming. Did she just say HE put their lives in danger? That was rich.
"Hold your horses Queen Elizabeth," he hissed as soon as the sting became manageable. He just didn't get it. He was trying to put in some effort and then all of a sudden, he was the bad guy. She really threw the sensor like she meant it. "You...I said I'll open the doors, didn't I?! You can shove your threats back where they belong!" He stood up, this maniac needed her facts set straight.
"You said I put your lives in danger? This sh*t wouldn't even happen if you didn't let the hacker get past you in the first place!" He barked at Blaze. "I had to pull out or I would gamble losing ALL of what little files I managed to salvage altogether if I ended up playing with that cracker!" He pointed to her. "You failed, I failed. We were all working together, f*cking reality check, will ya!" He coughed. Once. Twice. Then, he swallowed. "So don't put all the blame on me now when I didn't even say a thing about what you did! What the hell do you want me to do?!" He paused to breathe. It was then that his vision started to blur for a moment. Bad. Too bad. He shouldn't have done that.
"What the hell was I thinking asking a nuthead like you to the ball." Wait, what? Where did that come from? He oddly thought. Was it the green gas? He couldn't think straight.
He shook his head. Now, they were all blaming each other. Wasn't he going to hack? Right, my useless mother is waiting. He dragged his duffel bag towards one of the units. His movement was strangely getting sluggish.
"Heh, ego trip, eh? If someone here...didn't put her favorite color in...the damn sensor she just burnt, I wouldn't have to...." He brought out the wires and connected them to his gloves. He mumbled something even he didn't hear what.
That did it. He was hacking. Now or never!
It was then he finally noticed the sound of a sack of potatoes hitting the ground. Sack of potatoes? He turned to see Gemma and Zacke unconscious on the floor. Dead?
"Hey, wake them...up! I'll get us...out of here now." He connected the wires on the one of the ports. There was no power. They weren't going to die here. That was absurd.
"CQ...Hey CQ...power." He brought his hand to his forehead in attempt to summon his GF but his eyes felt so heavy, and his body wouldn't obey him.
Sh*t... He pressed his forehead on the monitor, trying to keep his balance stable. His mouth and nose was completely exposed to the green gas. His breathing was shallow.
Hack already, damn it...Hack...! he desperately thought, eyes fixed on the ground.
-----------------
Haha he wants to be the last man standing so that he can boast he's the toughest. j/k Random note. Gemma + Zacke = CPR??? First kiss?? XD
|
|
Blaze Sanaku
I'm On D' R0LL!!
I LOVE GENOCIDE
WTF?!?!??!
Posts: 176
|
Post by Blaze Sanaku on Feb 7, 2008 0:19:33 GMT -5
ROTFLMAO QUEEN ELIZABETH XDDDDD omfg hadrian cracks me up XD
Blaze's eyes were bulging, "Why are you bringing the BALL into this??!?! What does that have to do with ANYTHING?" She shouted at him, totally ignoring the slumped over bodies of Gemma and Zacke. She advanced towards Hadrian.
"Dont' you dare try to--" Blaze stumbled and rubbed her eyes. Hadrian's bodies were blurring together. Wait.. bodieS?
"Where'd your other bodies... come ....from?" She demanded of him, but her shouting had faded in tone and she was starting to feel really weak.
"Hey, wake them...up! I'll get us...out of here now." Hadrian told her sluggishly.
"Huh?" Blaze looked around and saw Zacke and Gemma completely knocked out. "YOU KILLED THEM!! THEY'RE DEAD!!" She tried yelling but her voice was hoarse and it barely came out as a whisper. She attempted to swing a punch at one of Hadrian's bodies but missed the real Hadrian by about a foot. "I'll show you Queen... Eli-"
Blaze's eyes rolled back in their sockets and she fell to the side, landing square ontop of the real Hadrian.
LOLLL she's crushing him XD
|
|
|
|
Post by ST on Feb 12, 2008 0:34:21 GMT -5
The room filled quickly, the green haze becoming so thick that if one were standing at one end of the room, the other side could not be seen. It wasn't long at all before the two remaining SeeDs, Hadrian and Rayden, fell victim to the gas as well and passed out alongside their teammates.
|
|
