RE: > F L O O D <
01-16-2019, 01:58 AM
> PEEK
Your breathing is shallow as you approach the open door. The rasping noise becomes easier to hear as you walk closer. The floor rumbles with the thunder and lightning outside. Once again, the silhouette is visible.
Slowly, carefully, you peek into the room.
The room is stripped of all furniture, and dark stains in the floor are all that is left of where they were. Fresh blood coats the walls and floor.
And there it is: the thing making the rasping noise. A humanoid shape. Its legs and arms are metal, and look exactly like yours. The metallic torso looks like a cage, where living innards reside -- lungs, a heart, and various pieces of viscera. Various tubes and wires connect to the flesh, holding it within the cage. A slick, oily ichor drips slowly from the flesh, forming a pool around its feet. The lungs slowly inhale and exhale, making the rasping noise you heard earlier.
And then, the head. It's the head of a man, with the flesh stripped away. All you can see is the back of the head, where glowing wires are plugged into their head. They snake down to their false spine, presumably connected to the wires in the chest.
In its hand is a large rifle. Several spent bullet casings lie at their feet, resting in the pool of ichor.
Your breathing is shallow as you approach the open door. The rasping noise becomes easier to hear as you walk closer. The floor rumbles with the thunder and lightning outside. Once again, the silhouette is visible.
Slowly, carefully, you peek into the room.
The room is stripped of all furniture, and dark stains in the floor are all that is left of where they were. Fresh blood coats the walls and floor.
And there it is: the thing making the rasping noise. A humanoid shape. Its legs and arms are metal, and look exactly like yours. The metallic torso looks like a cage, where living innards reside -- lungs, a heart, and various pieces of viscera. Various tubes and wires connect to the flesh, holding it within the cage. A slick, oily ichor drips slowly from the flesh, forming a pool around its feet. The lungs slowly inhale and exhale, making the rasping noise you heard earlier.
And then, the head. It's the head of a man, with the flesh stripped away. All you can see is the back of the head, where glowing wires are plugged into their head. They snake down to their false spine, presumably connected to the wires in the chest.
In its hand is a large rifle. Several spent bullet casings lie at their feet, resting in the pool of ichor.
Can anyone curse a REAL sword?