A New Toy

[23:05] Wixelt Wilson naps in the commons
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[23:09] Balthazaar Wilson, in your dream the landscape is bleak and awful. Cast iron walls floors and ceilings. Everything is covered in filthy and tattered plastic sheeting. There is the odd abandoned gurney around, and oh so much red sticky stuff on just about everything.
[23:11] Wixelt Wilson looks around ~Christ, what happened here?~
[23:13] Balthazaar The sound of pumping industrial machinery is nearly deafening
[23:14] Balthazaar It drones on and on and on with an almost frantic pace
[23:14] Wixelt Wilson looks around for it's source.
[23:17] Balthazaar It seems to be coming from an elevator shaft at the end of the hall. Doors line the hallway, and the second to last one on the leftis open with red light spilling out.
[23:17] Wixelt Wilson heads over to the open door.
[23:20] Balthazaar Perception
[23:21] Wixelt 4df+12 I need to nerf this somehow
[23:21] Glacon Wixelt: I need to nerf this somehow: 10 (4df+12=-, -, +, -)
[23:23] Balthazaar Over the sound of the machinery you can hear the steady sound of something rough grinding steel in a rythmic repetition
[23:23] Balthazaar Scree
[23:23] Balthazaar SCREE
[23:23] Balthazaar /SCREE/
[23:24] Wixelt Wilson winces a little at this "What in the world…?"
[23:25] Balthazaar The sound stops
[23:25] Wixelt "Hmm…£
[23:25] Wixelt *"
[23:28] Balthazaar It is replaced with heavy thuds as the huge figure lumbers out of the room, gargantuan sickle in each hand. Itmust be over 8 ft tall, it's massively muscular with its featureless face hanging down, the mop of long wet hair hanging lower, brushing against the rusted steel mockery of ribs piercing through the skin.
[23:33] Wixelt Wilson begins to back away in fear "Y- You again!"
[23:34] Balthazaar Perception
[23:34] Wixelt 4df+12
[23:34] Glacon Wixelt: 12 (4df+12=+, -, -, +)
[23:39] Balthazaar Wilson, you hear more thudding from behind you
[23:40] Wixelt Wilson spins around
[23:41] Balthazaar There's another, Identical figure approaching from behind
[23:41] Balthazaar This one carries something that almost looks like a gigantic, bladed pickaxe
[23:42] Wixelt "Oh god, oh god, oh god…" wilson begins to panic, becoming rooted to the spot
[23:42] Wixelt *W
[23:42] Balthazaar Also
[23:42] Balthazaar You can hear Amber sobbing from down the elevator shaft
[23:43] Wixelt Wilson's older brother instinct kicks in. There is no way he can get past the creature between him and the shaft though.
[23:43] Wixelt "Oh god…"
[23:43] Balthazaar It seems pretty slow
[23:43] Balthazaar But with massive reach.
[23:44] Wixelt ~Well, I was going to die anyway…~
[23:44] Wixelt Wilson attempts to duck past it
[23:44] Balthazaar The serrated edges of those scythes make slight whistling noises as they cleave through the air
[23:44] Balthazaar Agility
[23:45] Wixelt 4df+3 Out of the frying pan…
[23:45] Glacon Wixelt: Out of the frying pan…: 1 (4df+3=-, +, -, -)
[23:46] Balthazaar 4df+11
[23:46] Glacon Balthazaar: 9 (4df+11=-, -, +, -)
[23:48] Balthazaar Wilson, the sickle saws down your face ind along your chest. You feel it rip apart your skin and the flesh beneath. Your eye is utterly ruined and the pain is immense
[23:48] Wixelt "AGHHHH!
[23:49] Wixelt *"
[23:49] Wixelt Wilson screams
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[23:52] Balthazaar One sickle falls to the ground with a large clang, and now the things hand is reaching down for Wilson
[23:53] Wixelt Wilson attempts to scramble out of it's reach
[23:54] Balthazaar Agility!
[23:55] Wixelt 4df+3 "No, no, no, no, no…"
[23:55] Glacon Wixelt: "No, no, no, no, no…": 4 (4df+3=+, 0, +, -)
[23:55] Balthazaar 4df+2
[23:55] Glacon Balthazaar: 2 (4df+2=-, +, +, -)
[23:55] Balthazaar You slip past!
[23:57] Balthazaar Your face has been opened up down to the bone, your eye ruined, the skin on the side of you face shredded, your clothes ripped to shreds, the long gash down your front having gone clean through your ribs and eviscerating your innards, but somehow you are able to continue
[00:03] Wixelt As he limps along, Wilson takes a glance down at himself, and shudders
[00:03] Wixelt "Christ…"
[00:05] Balthazaar The figures are both lumbering along after you
[00:05] Balthazaar And picking up speed
[00:05] Wixelt Wilson attempts to make a limp-dash for the elevator shaft
[00:07] Balthazaar You hit the lip. The inside falls into blackness
[00:08] Wixelt "Gah!"
[00:09] Balthazaar The two figures are getting closer. There are other things with them, smaller and distorted
[00:10] Wixelt Wilson glances over his shoulder at them, then back at the black hole before him
[00:11] Wixelt It's immediately clear which one is more desirable
[00:11] Wixelt He pushes off from the ledge
[00:11] Balthazaar Wilson falls
[00:11] Balthazaar He falls for a long time
[00:12] Balthazaar After a long while, the darkness gives way to light. You see the ground below
[00:13] Balthazaar Rotting timber boards covered in pumping veins
[00:16] =-= Soulless|Dreamin is now known as Soulless
[00:16] Balthazaar You hit with a thud, like you'd only fallen from about 10 ft
[00:18] Wixelt *grunt of exertion*
[00:19] Balthazaar The area around you is full of darkness, with a light shining down on a figure working over a table in the distance
[00:19] Balthazaar It looks like a doctor
[00:19] Balthazaar Or perhaps a priest.
[00:19] Balthazaar It's hard to tell
[00:20] Wixelt Wilson shuffles a little closer to take a closer look
[00:22] Balthazaar The doctorpriest is working on a person. All the hair has been removed, and the chest is being stitched shut. There is a flap of skin stapled to the chin waiting to be pulled over the face of the apparently awake person
[00:22] Balthazaar The face of the person being worked on is like looking into a mirror
[00:23] Balthazaar It's you, Wilson
[00:23] Wixelt Wilson pales "Wh- Wha-" He begins to back away
[00:25] Balthazaar The you on the table smiles. It's teeth are rusty iron pegs. The mouth opens and an awful howl comes out before the Wilso pulls the skin flap over its face, staples the edges and starts lumbering towards you
[00:26] Wixelt Wilson begins to back away at a faster pace.
[00:26] Wixelt ~Oh god, oh god, oh god…~
[00:27] Balthazaar This thing is faster than the other things
[00:27] Balthazaar Perc as you back away
[00:29] Wixelt 4df+12
[00:29] Glacon Wixelt: 12 (4df+12=0, 0, +, -)
[00:29] Balthazaar 4df+8
[00:29] Glacon Balthazaar: 7 (4df+8=-, -, 0, +)
[00:30] Balthazaar You hear heavier thuds behind you, giving you time to react
[00:30] Balthazaar Agility or pdef
[00:31] Wixelt 4df+3 agility
[00:31] Glacon Wixelt: agility: 3 (4df+3=0, +, 0, -)
[00:31] Balthazaar 4df+11
[00:31] Glacon Balthazaar: 10 (4df+11=+, 0, -, -)
[00:32] Balthazaar There's a sickening crunch as the figures huge pickaxe punches through Wilsons back and emerges from his chest as it lifts him into the air
[00:32] Wixelt "Gak-"
[00:33] Balthazaar Amber is still sobbing. She sounds close, but a huge strong hand has you by the hair and is pulling you off the pickaxe, walking to the operating table
[00:34] Wixelt ~No, no, no, no, no…~
[00:35] Balthazaar It throws you down on the table as it starts fastening staps to your ankles and wrists
[00:36] Balthazaar Ambers voice rings out from the dark. "I have enough daddies… Now I want a toy…"
[00:40] Wixelt ~Amber… Why…~
[00:42] Balthazaar The doctorpriest comes up with a scoop looking thing and lowers it to Wilsons eye. There is a flash of blinding hot pain, and suddenly Wilson can no longer see
[00:45] Balthazaar The pain wakes you up
[00:46] Balthazaar your beedsheets are all wet and sweaty
[00:46] Wixelt "Uh… Wait, wasn't I in the commons before?"
[00:46] Balthazaar …
[00:46] Balthazaar Er
[00:46] Balthazaar Your clothes…
[00:46] Balthazaar (Oops)

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