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Post by Mikey on Jun 1, 2009 12:08:24 GMT -5
Thorton hand landed on his back, knocking the air out of him as he layed there for a moment looking around the room. Looked like this guy was worse off in the mental department than he had thought. From the looks of some of the bones, it looked like he had been at this for years. Hard to tell how many bodies worth of bones were there. Nothing obvious like a pile of skulls around. Mainly ribs, leg or arm bones, a pelvis here or there. From that, he knew at least five bodies had been down here at one point or another, not counting the slightly fresh one on the table. Thorton had a sneaking susspicion that there were more than six total victims to this guys name.
Out of nowhere, he heard the screaming again. This time, more intense that the other times. Coming right from the mound of fresh dirt in the middle of the room.
Thorton was on his feet in a second, hoping to god he wasnt too late. He dug with his hands, moving heaps of dirt off the side of the pile before clawing away at it to dig under the ground. He hit the box and knew where he was close. He swept the last of the dirt off the box and pulled at the sides. It was nailed shut, but his fear gave him strength. He ripped the top of the box off like he was opening a bottle and acted without thinking.
His mind didnt even register what was inside the box with her, just that Andreya was there and she was in pain. He reached into the box without a moments hesitation, grabbing Andreya and quickly plopping her on the ground. Somewhere in the middle of it, he had finally registered what had been inside with her, and took to grabbing the small beasts and throwing them back into the hole.
When he was sure she was clean of them, he inspected her for stings. She was bleeding at different points, and probably had more that were not. Either way, he needed to get her some help. No time for a doctor, he didnt have anything that would help her. But...
He quickly got up and ran to a shelf lined with bottles. Each was written in a crude handwriting, all misspelled but legible enough to be read. Thorton scanned them all, finally finding one called 'skorpeeon antadot'. He shook it and heard liquid slosh and went back to her. From his field kit, he got a small needle and filled it with the drug. Through a vein in her arm, he injected it straight into her bloodstream. He was reasonably sure she couldnt overdose on this, and at this point he was pretty sure more was better. She had been stung at least ten times that he could see, probably more.
He just hoped his logic wasnt flawed...
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Post by Reaper on Jun 1, 2009 12:51:23 GMT -5
Andreya gasped heavily as she laid on the ground. Her body was twitching slightly as the antidote was seeming to take effect. Her face was stained with tears, but she didn't seem to be waking up. The wheezing sound that quickly followed was an indication that she had been without her medication for a while, and that her body was finally starting to be affected by it. Still as Andreya laid there gasping heavily and her body seeming to tense up. From behind Thorton, and once more sneaking out of one of his many room was the beedy eyed man. Rasing the pice of wood high enough so his small little body could strike him hard enough. He hit him hard accross the back of the head knocking him unconcious.
With Thorton down and out he begain the tedial task of stripping him of his gear, and setting it off to the side. Then with a major struggel he brought him up to a chair, and tied him securly to it. Though the chair was metal like everything else it was old, out of date, and porly taken care of. It was mostly covered in rust, and bent all to pices. Once Thorton was secured in place, he took the old corpse off the tabel and threw it into the corner with everything else. Picking Andreya up off the ground he laid her out on the table, and strapped her down. He then walked back to his tabel and started working on a few things while he waited for Thorton to wake up.
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Jun 1, 2009 13:07:58 GMT -5
[Forgive me if I miss it and put "Louise" instead. Im doing another roeplay and I say Louise a lot ]Louis had quickly made his war around the doors, checking the rooms over again for vents near the ground. It was the only thing he could think of that made any sense. People dont just dissapear through walls. He assumed that Thorton had the other end checked, so he made his way up onto the second floor. It was about this time when he heard the muffled screaming from Andreya through the walls, and the dogs again. As he placed his ear up to the hall, the screaming stopped, and he couldnt get a good audio to find the positon. Louis readied his .45 at the stairs, he knew the dogs would come up any moment, he was ready for them. But then he heard gunshots, big ones, they were from Thorton. After just a few of them, the noise stopped, and he was sure that they were taken care of. But just on the safe side, he kept his .45 ready, there were still infected around, you were never certain where. Then there was a loud crash coming from down below him, as Louis held onto the wall. One of beams let loose, probably from age and so many people walking on it. Louis moved at a moderate pace, retracing his steps to the bottem floor again. Coming around the corner, he saw the bloody mess, inching around the dogs. Finally reaching the end of the hallway, he saw a large gaping home in the floor. Creeping soflty to the edge, he peered down below. Louis' eyes grew unbeleived as he saw Thorton strapped into an old metal chair, seemingly unconsience. Andreya could be seen on the ground, but there was something else that he saw telling him not to give away his position. He saw another man, smaller in size, working away at something in the room with them. Making sure to keep out of sight, Louis quietly turned around and leaped into the opening, hanging from the only horisontal beam that was present. After his momentum stopped swinging him, he dropped onto the ground, landing with silence. Then drawing his .45 up toward the man, he spoke out in a rough tone. "Dont make a move or ill put three rounds in you faster then you can open your mouth to scream..."
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Post by Reaper on Jun 1, 2009 14:07:01 GMT -5
"Trust me, that girl has done enough screaming to last a life time," he spoke with a sly tongue that hid a small laugh. His hands didn't move from the table or the chemicles that he had been messing with. "You people think you have the rights to come trapsing around my home un invited, and then you pull a gun on me. Rather rude of you don't you say?" he asked as he looked up into the mirror that over hung in front of his desk. His beedy eyes studying Louis as he stood their with his gun pointed at him. "You look like a killer, probably kill someone in cold blood if you had the chance. Don't understand why your around these people. They don't seem to be your type," he said with a laugh. His had absently fumbling around the vial he had been holding to begin with.
"I'm a scientist . . . well not like you would think. Mom and pop taught me all there was about chemicels. Learned a few things here and there." The man grinned into the mirror as he studied Louis. Beliving when he had the right move he ducked down, and as he ran he threw the vial at Louis. As Louis fired off his weapon he could hear the man scream as he fell to the ground. An as he brought his hands up to block the vial it busted on his arms sending the liquid everywhere. It wasn't long before it started sizzling and eating threw his close, but once it touched his skin it seemed to do nothing.
The man laughed as he climbed to his feet holding his side as he did. "Seems like acid, but only to that of fabric and paper," he explained as he clutched his side tightly. "In truth though it's nothing more than a paralysis. I bet you can already start to feel it. The numbness in the parts of your body that the liquid touched. As it spreads like a virus you'll find your knees growing weak, and you find it harder to stay on your feet. Even your weapon will seem like it gets heaver. An then you'll be on the ground and a one less pain to deal with," he said with a smirk as he walked up to Louis. He pated him on the shoulders, with a bit of force to help him to his knees. "I'll leave you to last. I like to see people suffer, and you might actually enjoy this," he said as he walked to the table that Andreya was strapped to, and waited for Thorton to wake up.
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Jun 3, 2009 21:25:14 GMT -5
Once the man made a move, Louis saw that he had thrown a vial forward. Everything went into slow motion, as Louis quickly pulled the trigger. But at the same time, the vial exploded onto his shirt in the center of his chest. He did manage to hit the man in the side, but it didnt take him down, just made him scream. He grinned as the man held his torso in pain, but then his arms quickly went numb. Louis dropped the .45 onto the floor, and fell to his knees, then finally onto his back, looking up at the man. His chest was going all numb, and it was quickly spreading through his whole body. After he was motionless on the floor, Louis tried to reach for his gun, but couldnt get enough strengh to fight the seemingly suddon paralysis. "Arg! You... Bastard!"
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Post by Mikey on Jun 4, 2009 19:14:46 GMT -5
The single gunshot was what brought Thorton completely out of his forced slumber. He awoke with a start at the gunshot, watched Louis fall to the ground with some kind of chemical on his chest. The man behind it all was standing over Andreya, his back turned for the moment. Thorton looked to Louis and made a "shh" motion with his lips. If all went according to plan, he was gonna make a single move of busting out of this thing and busting it over this guys head.
First thing first. Get out of the chair. The guy knew his way around a knot, and there wasnt going to be a way for Thorton to untie it. Probably no way to break it either. He was going to have to break the chair. Not to hard to do, just loud as hell.
Just then, the man turned and looked at him.
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Jun 4, 2009 21:37:40 GMT -5
Laying back on the floor, Louis breathed silently, but take slow, deep breaths. What was the man talking about? He said that Louis would kill in cold blood, the eyes of a killer. Was it really that obvious? For the last year, hes been trying to hide it, he never showed that side. And when he spoke about how he wasnt the type to be around Thorton and Andreya. Was there maybe a corilation between them? There was no answers from this guy, he was pretty mysterious himself. But the part that stuck inside Louis was that he wanted to kill him, he didnt care about answers. This was the side that he kept in check, there was never an answer, just a result. The man knew his science, but it didnt take any fancy equipment to see what happens when he gets a bullet to the head.
Louis might not have been about to move his body, the chemical really made him of little help at this point, but he flexed his fingers, just about two feet from his gun. Seeing Thortons eyes open and giving Louise a signal, he went with his plan, if he had one. But knowing Throton, there was going to be a plan of action at one point or another. If only Louis had gotten off another round at the man, but there was no sense whining over it now. Within the next ten seconds, the crap was gonna be hitting the fan, the feeling in his hand was already starting to come back. Louis stopped all motion, keeping his attention elsewhere, waiting for Thorton to make his move.
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Post by Reaper on Jun 5, 2009 6:32:11 GMT -5
The man looked at Thorton as he opened his eyes. Laughing slightly as he stood leaning over Andreya. He made sure that the restraints were tight, and that she wasn’t going to be getting out of them anytime soon or even alive at that. “The way you care for this child must mean you’re her father?†he asked as he looked up at Thorton. “But not biological. The face gives that away. Either way family is family weather blood or not. So this should be just as painful . . . right?†he asked looking at Thorton and then down to Louis. “As for you my young friend. You get to sit back and watch your friends die a slow and painful death. Then I will get to have my fun with you later. . . . As for you, Mr Soldier I will get to see the pain on your daughters face just before she dies. To see the fear as she realized the man she trusted in protecting her failed her miserably. To watch as they lights in her eyes finally die out,†he spoke with a heavy laugh.
Turning around he walked to a large cabinet, and opened the doors. Lining the shelves were various cages with insects and spiders of all types. He put on a glove and reached into a cage pulling out a small, but rather medium sized insect looking creature. It looked to be only 8 cm in length, with a bit of dark red color to it and various legs. Turning around as he held it up and walked back to the table. “Scolopendra,†he said before looking down at Andreya who was now awake. “Ah good your awake for your science lesson too.†Laughing again as he looked back to Thorton. “Scolopendras are found in the North and West regions of South America and the islands of Trinidad and Jamaica. Jamaica trip in which I found the mother of this little friend of mine. See what I have here is just a baby, and just as potinent as her mother. The poison contains acetylocholine, histamine, serotonin, and various other things that those science freaks can’t tell us. The poisoning is always accompanied by a local sharp pain, severe swelling, chills, fever, and weakness. And some parts of Africa it is found as a cuisine. So why don’t we see out this young lady fairs with foren foodâ€
Looking down at Andreya he grinned as he reached up to open her mouth and she fought against it. Trying to pry her teeth apart, and in return getting bit by him. Cursing under his breath he finally reached his hand behind her jaw bone, and pulled on it causing her to cry out. Just as she opened her mouth he stuck his stuck the Scolopendras into her mouth, and shut it back quickly. He held his hand on her jaw and over her mouth in order to keep her from opening her mouth and spitting it out. Andreya struggled and cried as she lay on the table. Even threw his hand her cries of pain could be heard loud and clear. Growing a bit annoyed by the constant screaming, though muffled, he finally moved his hand to cover both her mouth and nose. Putting pressure down this caused Andreya to struggle even more. Though soon enough her struggling slowed down before completely stopping, and he removed his hand. “There that should stop that annoying nose.†Shaking his head as he looked down to Louis. “You ever realize that women screams are rather irritating?†he asked as he looked back to Thorton. “She’ll wake up soon enough and they you get to enjoy what I love to watch,†he said with a laugh.
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Post by Mikey on Jun 5, 2009 10:03:13 GMT -5
Rage bubbled in Thorton. A rage he hadnt felt in a very long time. Rage he had felt at the murder of his wife and daughter, rage that had turned to agony at the realization of what had happened. Realization that had come around when he had taken care of what had to be done.
He wasnt going to let it happen again.
He used the rage building inside of him to give him strength, used it to fuel his struggle against the binds that held him here instead of letting him free to help the one person he had in this world. Rage fueled him, hate drove him, a need to save her finally set him free.
The metal of the chair finally gave way, loosening the ropes. He stood and let the ropes drop to the ground, clearing the coil and the remnants of the chair. The psycho turned to see him coming, quickly grabbing a knife he had on the table. He tried to defend himself, stabbing at Thorton underhandedly. Thorton caught the mans wrist with no effort, holding it in place as he slammed his forehead into the mans face. The force of the headbutt broke his nose with a loud crack, blood pouring down. He brought the hand with the knife out to the side, and twisted. The mans wrist snapped. He delivered a push to the elbow, hearing it snap as well. Finally, he jerked up on the mans shoulder, popping it out of its socket.
A leg sweep put the man on his back, knocking the wind out of him, and a hard stomp to his chest cracked ribs. Thorton left him lying in a broken mess, disabled for now. He wasnt close to done, but it would keep him out of the picture for now.
As quick as he could, he got over to Andreya and unstrapped her from the table. He opened her mouth and looked the the spider, seeing it on the side of her mouth. Bites covered her mouth, swelling up already. Without reguard to being bitten, he grabbed the spider with two fingers and smashed it before wiping it off on his pant leg.
Looking toward the shelf, he looked at all the vials and knew of a way to get the antidote faster.
Walking back to the man, he picked him up off the ground with one hand on the mans throat, holding him in the air for a few moments before spinning and slamming him up against the wall.
"Wheres the antidote?" He asked, venom in his tone. "Tell me now or I'll choke the life out of you." He added, his voice even and showing his wrath.
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Post by Reaper on Jun 5, 2009 10:43:33 GMT -5
He laughed hysterically mostly from the pain, but he was laughing non-the less. Chocking slightly after he was done, he stared at Thorton with a wide grin on his face. “Now . . . why would I do that?†he asked with a slight bit of pain hinted in his voice. His grin quickly fading as he looked at the rage in his eyes. His confidence quickly turned to fear as the realization that this look wasn’t just a look to kill. It was more . . . something he had never seen in all his years. Out of every soul he had stolen he had never seen a look like this before. Still even though fear was there he wasn’t going to say. Why speak of something when you know you’re dead . . . and he was going to be dead either way it went . . . “Why give you it . . . you’re going to kill me anywise,†he said with a dark grin. “At . . . at least this way I can take someone with me,†he said soon followed by a laugh, but not like before this one more from fear than anything else.
Andreya shifted on the table before letting out a horrible cry. Her hands instantly gripped her throat as it felt like she had just swallowed a vat of acid. Her screaming slowly but quickly turned into a struggle for air. She gasped heavily as she tried her best to gain as much air as she could. Never before had her asthma been this bad, but from the feel of her own neck she could tell that it wasn’t just her asthma. She could feel the swelling in her neck along, but that wasn’t all, half her face as well as her neck was already turning a bright red. Andreya rolled onto her side before propping herself up on her elbows, and tried to position herself differently so she could breathe better. Her gasps turned into wheezes. She hung her head with tears streaming down her face before she lay down on the table struggling to breathe and stay conscious.
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Jun 5, 2009 22:01:00 GMT -5
Louise was a little nervous after watching what happened to Andreya, not that he knew that he was going to be next, but the thought of putting that girl through more pain then she was already in. Seeing Thorton from the corner of his eye, he knew the blood was boiling inside his skin, he was ready to explode. Glancing around the room at the cabinates around where the man had takent the insect from, Louis noticed one of them marked with a plus sign. Before getting a better look, he heard Thorton break free of the chair, the comprehension level of this aas limited being he was near paralyzed on the ground. But he could hear Throton free, and then the shocking sounds from the man, agonistic pains.
Louis flexed his arm, and was able to stand up to his knees. Grabbing the gun, he crawled up onto his feet using the wall, and then watched as Thorton was occupied questioning the man. Antidote? Theres no way this guy would tell them where it was, it was probably just another part of his game. But as obvious as it was, Louis knew where it might be. Going over to the cabinate marked with the plus sign, he opened it up, hearing the blood chuning laughter from the man in Throtons grasp all too well with his back turned to scene. He looked around inside, and found some generic antidote, not cetain if it was the exact stuff they needed, but it would have to do.
Hearing the man scream and laugh out even louder and Thorton pressured him again, Louis grabbed a bottle of the antidote, and then pointed his gun at the man from behind Thorton, over his shoulder. Pulling the trigger on his .45 once, the laughs and screams stopped instantly, as the man fell limp in Thortons grasp. Lowering his gun and flexing his wrist to kink out the leftover numbness, Louis held out the bottle. "...Whats even more annoying is your screams, sick f*ck..."
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Post by Mikey on Jun 6, 2009 20:51:01 GMT -5
Thorton, looking over his shoulder at Louis, dropped the psycho in a heap on the floor and went to Andreya. He could smell the blood in the air, feel the anger die down in him. It was over, for the most part, but he couldnt help but think that Louis had given him too easy a way out. It didnt matter now.
"Give me that." He said, his hand in the kit on side of his vest, looking for a syringe. He finally found one and ripped it out of the package. He pulled the cap off with his teeth and stuck it in the port for the needle, drawing out a full dose. Again, he grabbed onto her arm and let the vein puff out. He slid it into her vein, letting the blood seep into the dose before he injected it fully.
"We aint staying here." Thorton said matter-o-factly. "I'll keep that, you get her and lets get going." He said, slipping his vest and helmet back on. Those and his weapons. Everything else had stayed where it was. In less than 15 seconds, he was geared up again. "Come on." He said, checking the obvious way out for a trap or another pack of dogs.
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Jun 6, 2009 22:27:07 GMT -5
Louis stood back as Thorton took lead, grabbing the antidote, injecting it into Andreya, and then gearing up to go. But there was a problem, chances are the basement wouldnt be connected to the main level, the little man seemed to like his privacy. Louis searched around for the support beam placed across the exit hatch, but he couldnt find one. More then likely, as much as he wouldve liked an easier route, the exit had been perminantly blocked off. The little man probably found his way using some sort of tunnel system in this place, it was the only reasonable explaination for how he was able to get in here. Finding it would be the problem, and if Thorton wanted to get out of here, Louis knew a quick route.
Taking a few steps closer to the back wall, and adjusting his footing, Louise sprinted forward and leaped up. He grabbed onto the beam across the top near the gap, picked up momentum, and then swung himself up top, pulling himself onto the floorboards. If Thorton was heavy enough to break the floor here, chances are it wouldve broke in the other places aswell. But the support beams were stable where he stood, so it shouldnt be a problem anymore. Laying down on his stomach, Louis extended his arms, motioning downward with his head. "Gimme a hand with Andreya, ill hoist her up here... Ill find a rope for you, big guy..." He only hoped that Thorton would trust him, Louis knew that he couldnt bring himself and her up at the same time.
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Post by Mikey on Jun 7, 2009 4:22:16 GMT -5
"Dont worry about me." Thorton said, who had gone to Andreya when he failed to find an exit. He picked her up gently and held onto her as Louis scaled the hole in the floor he had made earlier and got up with almost no problems. He supported Andreya by the back of her legs and the middle of her back and lifted her as gently as he could. Between Thorton holding her nearly eight feet in the air and Louis reaching down, they were able to move her from the basement to the first floor.
Thorton, on the other hand, now looked for a way up. He figured the best way was the direct way, unlike Louis who had used the beams to reach the height. Instead, he stood under the ledge, and when Louis was clear with Andreya, tossed his rifle up. It landed with a clank, Thorton not worried about it being damaged. It was an old double barreled weapon, made of oak and hardened steel to stay together from the tremendous recoil of the rounds it fired. He knelt, stayed there for a moment to line up his leap, and jumped. His hands caught the edge, showing that he still had a great amount of strength in his good leg, and he started to lift himself, attesting the even greater strength in his upper body.
Slowly but surely, he lifted himself to his shoulders, then to his waist. At that time, he leaned foreward and used his torso as a weight to keep from falling. He then used his bad leg as a dead weight to swing up and finally roll to safety. He didnt stop to rest, simply sat up and rolled to his good knee to stand up fully. He picked up his rifle and stepped past Louis, aiming down the sights to make sure the hall was clear.
"Clear." He said, moving foreward and back to the room where they could treat Andreya.
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Post by Reaper on Jun 7, 2009 21:36:21 GMT -5
Andreya rested against Louis as he carried her threw the hall. Her hand gripped his shirt tightly as she laid against him, panting heavily. Her eyes were closed tight as if she was fighting away the pain. Since Thorton had given her the shot it had made it a bit easer for her to breath. Her throat wasn't swelling shut like it had done before. Still she was panting heavily, and sweating profusely yet she shivered slightly in his arms. Coughing slightly she let out a small cry before going back to panting as she was before.
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