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srwu2014-08-10 11:17 pm
dolorous_sensei) wrote in srwu2014-08-10 11:17 pm
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I Am The Doorway
It's a normal day. The sun is shining, the wind is blowing. Except for some reason Walt is staggering like a drunkard on a hallway in Alhambra somewhere.
“I’m not feeling very well…” He mumbles, before falling to his knee and throwing up. He then clutches his bandaged left arm, looking obviously in pain.
“I’m… really not feeling very well at all.” He says, before collapsing to the floor. He screams in surprise, as the bandages that covers his left arm unravel and burst. Sickening, bulbous, tumorous growth expands rapidly with the many eyes that blink and roll in Walt’s left arm. The many eyes that some people might have forgot.
The fleshy bulbous growth bubbles and grows bigger and bigger as Walt continues to scream, and soon it grows bigger than his left arm, and bigger, and bigger. Until at last it’s clear that part of the growth molds into a shape. A human hand.
The hand then grabs the floor, as if it’s trying to claw itself out from Walt’s body. Soon, a head appears, then a torso, before a fully formed human being finally grows itself out of Walt’s left arm.
Finally, silence, as Walt finally stops screaming and fully collapse to the floor. And a naked, pale, scarred, human being cowers beside him.
The scene is quickly greeted by the convergence of the base's security. They all raise their weapons toward both Walt and the mysterious being.
And the mysterious being only says one sentence.
"I... friend..."
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“I’m not feeling very well…” He mumbles, before falling to his knee and throwing up. He then clutches his bandaged left arm, looking obviously in pain.
“I’m… really not feeling very well at all.” He says, before collapsing to the floor. He screams in surprise, as the bandages that covers his left arm unravel and burst. Sickening, bulbous, tumorous growth expands rapidly with the many eyes that blink and roll in Walt’s left arm. The many eyes that some people might have forgot.
The fleshy bulbous growth bubbles and grows bigger and bigger as Walt continues to scream, and soon it grows bigger than his left arm, and bigger, and bigger. Until at last it’s clear that part of the growth molds into a shape. A human hand.
The hand then grabs the floor, as if it’s trying to claw itself out from Walt’s body. Soon, a head appears, then a torso, before a fully formed human being finally grows itself out of Walt’s left arm.
Finally, silence, as Walt finally stops screaming and fully collapse to the floor. And a naked, pale, scarred, human being cowers beside him.
The scene is quickly greeted by the convergence of the base's security. They all raise their weapons toward both Walt and the mysterious being.
And the mysterious being only says one sentence.
"I... friend..."
2. (reserved for later)
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THE FUCK.
[She stays trained and ready as the gruesome process continues, not letting the security guards get too close. If something is going down, the one who can take a tank shell without flinching is probably the best frontline candidate.
And when it finally finishes, the first thing she's going to do is pull Walt and toss him a short distance away from the creature (in case it's one of those that kill their hosts after hatching) while keeping a plasma cannon pointed at it for the slighest twitch]
IF YOU CAN UNDERSTAND ME. YOU HAVE TEN SECONDS TO CONVINCE ME TO NOT SET YOU ON FIRE DOWN TO THE ATOMIC LEVEL. ONE...
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*Walt crawl away from the mysterious being he just birthed, screaming and babbling in panic, before throwing up once again. But at least he's still alive.
Meanwhile, the mysterious being huddles and shivers in a fetal position in the middle of the encirclement.*
...please... friend... friend... here... to... help...
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PREPARE A CONTAINMENT UNIT. SECURITY, I WANT THIS THING ALIVE BUT BEHIND SEALED BULLETPROOF GLASS BEFORE TEN MINUTES. NOBODY IS TO APPROACH IT WITHOUT A HAZARD SUIT. GO.
[The security sergeant is not exactly happy at Kagura more or less taking over the situation, though] "Hey, on what authority are you giving orders? You're not in our chain of command!"
ON THE AUTHORITY THAT I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING AND YOU'RE PANICKING, AND ALSO THAT IF YOU DON'T DO WHAT I JUST SAID I WILL PUT YOUR FUCKING HEAD THROUGH A WALL. NOW HAUL ASS, I'LL CLEAR IT WITH ANTOV LATER. ALLENSBY, SEE HOW SCHMERTZ IS.
[As the security people spread out and the Executors keep watch on the mysterious thing, one of Kagura's subordinates approaches Walt carefully, asking how he is - and keeping an eye on his arm, just in case. Kagura, in the meantime, keeps her "eyes" (and gun) locked on the creature]
NOW WE ARE GOING TO MOVE YOU. IF YOU REALLY ARE A FRIEND I SUGGEST YOU DON'T RESIST.
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*The creature doesn't resist. It winces hard as it tries to both hug itself and closes its ears with its hands. It seems to struggle to form each words.
Meanwhile, Walt huddles in the corner and hugs his knees, panting and wheezing. You notice that the eyes on her arms are still there, but there's no sign that anything is going to emerge anymore, at least.*
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I'M THE TOUGHEST HERE. IF IT TRIES TO DO ANYTHING LIKE TAKE ME OVER, BLOW ME UP.
[Soon, they take it to a glass enclosure behind several high security doors, to quarantine it]
CLOSE IT. AKO, BRING OUR SCIENTISTS HERE. THEN HEAT IT UP. THE COLD WAS MAKING IT RESTLESS. I WANT TO SEE HOW IT REACTS.
[Well, on the plus side, if it was complaining about cold and noise, it's now in a muffled, warmer place. On the con side, said place is basically a jar and if it tries anything strange they'll blow it up. So, mixed blessing.]
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