Re: The Grand Battle S2G1! [Round One: Alpha Complex!]
06-14-2010, 03:37 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Lankie.
Maxwell stumbled out of the room, stretching in a wildly exaggerated manner. He was glad to be out of that cramped room. He followed the rest of the group, purposely staying back so that he may be lost in his own and his parasites thoughts.
"This is ridiculous "Sikarius hissed. "We've been reduced to lackeys! Insolent machine, I will tear it to shreds, along with that blasted Director!"
Maxwell on the other hand wasn't listening to Sik's ramblings, instead choosing to impose himself questions. "What's a loyalty officer do? Where was that"¦circle thing? What did Kracht mean about previous recordi-"
Maxwell's thoughts were prematurely put to halt as Sikarius tore his throat out with its razor sharp teeth. Maxwell stumbled as he sprayed claret across the hallway.
"First off, as loyalty officer, you will remain loyal to ME."
The rest of the group turned round, except for Kratch, who had seen this multiple times before and was frankly bored of the sight. "Trust me. You will get used to that." Each of the contestants had varying degrees of worry on there faces, Maxwell put up a ruby stained hand to signal he was fine.
"Second, do not deign to speak while I am speaking. These are rules we established long ago boy, just because we are in a unique situation does not mean they are forfeit!"
Maxwell gurgled out in a distorted voice, blood pouring from his neck. "I need…that to…breathe."
"Correction: you need that for the illusion of breath."
Maxwell straightened up, he slowly removed his hand from his neck as it healed quickly, he coughed a couple of times to reacquaint himself with his newly regenerated larynx.
"Im fine. Carry on."
And so they did , Xadrez had now caught up with the rest of the group as the headed to what they assumed was the servers. In all honesty it was Kratch who was leading the way. Maxwell once again went to hanging round the back of the group.
Maxwell stumbled out of the room, stretching in a wildly exaggerated manner. He was glad to be out of that cramped room. He followed the rest of the group, purposely staying back so that he may be lost in his own and his parasites thoughts.
"This is ridiculous "Sikarius hissed. "We've been reduced to lackeys! Insolent machine, I will tear it to shreds, along with that blasted Director!"
Maxwell on the other hand wasn't listening to Sik's ramblings, instead choosing to impose himself questions. "What's a loyalty officer do? Where was that"¦circle thing? What did Kracht mean about previous recordi-"
Maxwell's thoughts were prematurely put to halt as Sikarius tore his throat out with its razor sharp teeth. Maxwell stumbled as he sprayed claret across the hallway.
"First off, as loyalty officer, you will remain loyal to ME."
The rest of the group turned round, except for Kratch, who had seen this multiple times before and was frankly bored of the sight. "Trust me. You will get used to that." Each of the contestants had varying degrees of worry on there faces, Maxwell put up a ruby stained hand to signal he was fine.
"Second, do not deign to speak while I am speaking. These are rules we established long ago boy, just because we are in a unique situation does not mean they are forfeit!"
Maxwell gurgled out in a distorted voice, blood pouring from his neck. "I need…that to…breathe."
"Correction: you need that for the illusion of breath."
Maxwell straightened up, he slowly removed his hand from his neck as it healed quickly, he coughed a couple of times to reacquaint himself with his newly regenerated larynx.
"Im fine. Carry on."
And so they did , Xadrez had now caught up with the rest of the group as the headed to what they assumed was the servers. In all honesty it was Kratch who was leading the way. Maxwell once again went to hanging round the back of the group.