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**Mordoskul**

You enter through the blood stained Greenhouse door, and are immediatly hit by the humid air. You and Gaz can see a UN Psych, James, and Rachel engaging a crablike creature composed of at least three bodies. It's suffered a wound from James, and it's right arm gouts out foul blood and ichor. You also can hear the sound of laser fire and howling deeper within.

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

"Rachel, James! We're here!"

I then rush into the fight, and fire my assault rifle at the creature.

**Vulkan_He'stan**

Shoot the hell out of the craby

**Mordoskul**

(Dez, Gaz)

Dez 1-10
Gaz 1-8

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

8

**Vulkan_He'stan**

9

**shroud010**

"fine fine, let the scientist die why dont you"

**Mordoskul**

(Dez, Gaz)

Your combined weight of fire, knocks the creature back, blowing off chunks of it's carapace, yet still, it rights itself, and continues to plod forward.

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

"Continue to lay down fire!!! Hold your ground! James, Rachel get back a bit! Take it down!"

**Mordoskul**

(Syth 39)

You feel a soldier take up position behind you, and you feel the butt of his rifle crack into the back of your head, and darkness takes you.

You awake strapped to an operating table, a rather nasty bone drill and a set of calipers are positioned above you. A man wearing the garb of a Lazarus scientist looks down on you. "My name is Herbert West, and as of now, you are my prisoner. How many others are here with you? I didn't think the Conclave even knew of our existence."

**Mordoskul**

(Dez, Gaz, James, Rachel)

Dez, James, Rachel 1-10
Gaz 1-8

**shroud010**

chuckles, well if you must know, last i heard of any of my fellow conclave they were praying for thier god's protection. hell the moment i realize i was alone i decided to go on my own. go rouge you know what i mean?
Quararntine begans tring to take over

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

(I'll do Rachel's)

Me- 5
Rachel- 9

**Mordoskul**

(Syth 39)

"And you expect me to believe that? After what the Conclave has done to us? To this project? No I do not, no loyal member of the Conclave would desert, especially an Enforcer." As he says this, Herbert jabs a finger at the Enforcer badge embossed on your vest. "Prepare the drill."

1-10 (VS Quarantine)

**Mordoskul**

(Dez, I'll wait for Gaz)

**shroud010**

4

**Mordoskul**

(Syth 39)

As the drill decends, Quarantine takes over, and your mind is filled with thoughts of violence, lending you extra strength.

**Vulkan_He'stan**

6

**shroud010**

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
SHOULD HAVE BELIEVED HIM YOU FOOLS! NOW THAT I HAVE CONTROL NO MERCY FOR ANY OF YOU!
starts buckling off the straps

**Mordoskul**

(Gaz, Dez, James, Rachel)

Your ripsaw takes off the things other arm, and it looks balefully at you as it charges on misshapen legs. Then, shots from both Dez and Rachel take it's legs out from under it, yet it still tries to push itself forward with it's mandibles.

Will wait for James to post

**Mordoskul**

(Syth 39)

"Stop him! Lower the drill!" The drill stabs down at great speed, taking Quarantine by surprise.

1-18

**shroud010**

15

**Mordoskul**

(Syth 39)

With incredible force, the drill punches down into your skull, spraying your body with blood, bone, and jellied brains. As the whirring stops, and your corpse is still, the scientist and the soldiers leave the room, leaving your battered corpse laying on the table.

Your corpse twitches, and long shards of bone punch their way out of your palms, and your teeth sharpen, growing into fangs. Now, you are a thing built purely for killing, and in your head, Quarantine laughs gleefully as he takes full control.
Child, you have been chosen to serve us. Do so well, and you shall be rewarded.

**shroud010**

(D*MN Quarantine got me killed)
hahahaha as long as i get the kill
begins my search of prey

**Mordoskul**

(Vivisector, that's you shroud010)

Your enhanced senses pick up movement in the 'abandoned' daycare center a few yards from the table that confines you. You slice through the bonds easily with your blades, and you now stand in the operating room.

**Mordoskul**

(Howler)

You leap atop a soldier, and sink your fangs into his eyes, and under his helmet, tearing off his head with an adjulant roar.

**darksage**

I fire again for the crab with my anti matter rifle, trying to get a clean head shot.

**Mordoskul**

(James, and your number is?)

**darksage**

7

**Mordoskul**

(James)

Your shot blows the top half of the creature's face off, spraying the plants with gore, but it still keeps coming, pushing itself along with it's shattered legs and the stumps of it's arms.