Lazarus: Drowning in Darkness

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**Mortified**

"If someone will carry me, I'll shoot from there. I can cover you from behind."

**halonachos**

Mordoskul wrote:Had a derp moment and forgot to add Eagle, Rose, Pacify to the event title. So Conclave players, this is your turn as well.

Alrighty, I will toss grenades at the wrecked transport acting as shelter for the UN sniper.

**shroud010**

i cloak and i go through the must misty/gas filled/smokey part of the room to flank the sniper

**darksage**

I hunker down and snipe at the Conclave. Running isn't a good idea for a sniper.

**NHnighthawk13x**

OOC: i was meant to follow varz cus i thought you were going with james but yh
*follows gaz and varzs*
BIC: mac walks with gaz behind varz heading to the factory .

**Mordoskul**

(All)

1-10

**TheWildHost**

4

**shroud010**

7

**halonachos**

4

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

9

**NHnighthawk13x**

OOC: i cant see this ending well :(
and 2! i choose you!

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

OOC: Wow, our numbers are all different...

... awesome...

**blood reaper**

(OOC Were am I? I have no clue...)

**Mordoskul**

blood reaper wrote:(OOC Were am I? I have no clue...)

You're with the rest of the Conclave team within the Foundry.

**Mortified**

3

**darksage**

7

**Vulkan_He'stan**

1

**Mordoskul**

Expect posts soon.

**Mordoskul**

That Which Does Not Kill Me Oft Maims

Gunfire chatters insanely as DAB hurls a grenade at the feet of the sniper, who's cry of surprise is drowned out by the meat-rending explosion that scatters him and his team across the Foundry. James takes aim, vengeance in his eyes as he pulls the trigger, the round clipping DAB in the head, causing his helmet to fly off, revealing the pale shaven face beneath. Falling into a heap of machinery, the soldier is knocked to the ground and stunned by the force of the shot. Gaz and Mac tear the limbs from a pair of Enforcers with the sheer power of their ripsaw weapons. Mac lifts the huge weapon, aiming at a charging Phantom, turning the blank into a churning slurry of flesh as the weapon screams it's defiance. Mac peers about, seeking a new target, seeing a flicker of movement in the rafters an instant before his dome-shaped helmet dirties itself as his brains splatter against the sides as the high-powered round bursts within his skull. The massive PLEX armored form collapses to the Foundry floor, brains and other fluids oozing from the hole in his head. Sindri jacks into the Foundry controls, swinging a massive industrial claw about to smash Taylor from his firing position, smashing the entire right side of his body, his broken form falling onto a conveyer belt, and carried off to parts unknown. Varz raises his pistol as Chimera 19 rushes around a corner, firing twice as the Phantom slashes a deep gash across his chest. Falling into a twitching heap, the triumphant blank prepares the kill-stroke, raising his neural-scythe in preparation for the decapitating arc. Before the blow can land, a hail of bullets chew through his arm, causing the Phantom to stare dumbly at the shredded chunk of meat that was once his arm before Foley sends him sprawling off a catwalk with a burst from his rifle. Hassan joins with Sindri in controlling the machinery, incinerating a group of UN soldiers with a burst from an arc-welder. Fly takes to the air, firing a burst of rounds at the pair of Engineers, riddling Hassan with bullets before being driven off by return fire from Sindri. As he jets off, an invisible force sends him slamming into a wall, destroying his jump-pack and sending him hurtling back to earth, a bone-shattering journey that breaks both of his legs. An officer of the Thought Police steps forwards, a shimmering tremor sword held in one hand, and a charge pistol held in his left. Gaz charges in, firing with his ripsaw, only to find his arms jerked upwards by the Officer's psychic will, rendering the shots worthless. The Officer charges, slicing through the PLEX armor with ease with his tremor sword, severing Gaz's left leg in a spray of arterial fluid as he puts a blaster bolt through his visor, ending the heavy assault trooper's career. Foley fires at the figure, the shots punching through his lightly armored torso, falling to the ground face-first as his life gives way.

Time for some new characters

**halonachos**

Am I still alive, although helmetless now? I guess I'm that lucky.

**TheWildHost**

So, can I be healed/ repaired???

**Mordoskul**

Yep

**shroud010**

"HQ!" I scream while the hot lead teared through me lifting me past the safe handle of the catwalk. "I'm down, requesting Specter1 to recieve all current objectives." with my last words echoeing through the mic my neck snaps as the back of my head hits the metalic flooring, ending the light within my eyes.

Name: Specter1
Personality: N/A
Faction: Conclave
Class: Soilder
Personal History: N/A
Family: N/A
Worst Fear:N/A
Hopes For The Future: N/A
Motivation: N/A
Strength:4
Agility: 4
Toughness: 4
Will Power: 4
Intelligence: 4
Charisma: 0
"Mission accepted. moving to current objective retrieval of Hades Iniative member Chimera19's cerebral cortex, hunt down Exile45 and retrieve his cerebral cortex, elimination of all non-standards." Specter1 says while he plants two shells into a UN troopers skull. "Containment of Field 23 complete"

**halonachos**

"The hell happened..." I think to myself as the pounding in my head begins to lessen, "my helmet, where's my helmet!"

I look around for my helmet to cover my head.

**Vulkan_He'stan**

(wow that was....
I am now sad :(
WHY DID YOU KILL GAZ!!!
I think he was the longest surviving character though
seeing as Gaz started at the beginning of Lazarus)

**Shas'ui T'au Kais**

(Phew, Varz is still alive, thank God)

"Argh! gak, Gaz!" I scream in horro. "James, are still alive?! Is anybody still there?!" I shout while, bringing myself to my feet, so that I can take myself to better cover.

**Vulkan_He'stan**

Player: Vulkan_He'stan
Name: Dave
Personality: Humorous laughs a lot
Faction: UM Remenant
Class: Engineer
Personal History: Has been in the military all of his working life
Family: very poor
Worst Fear: heights
Hopes For The Future: To stop the conclave
Motivation: If they fail its all over
Strength: 3
Agility: 3
Toughness: 2
Will Power: 3
Intelligence: 6
Charisma: 3

**NHnighthawk13x**

player name: NHnighthawk13x
Name: Dean
Personality: very friendly , but can loose his temper quickly
Faction: UN remnents
Class: heavy assault trooper
Personal History: lost his good friend Mac in the war.
Family: all are in the army
Worst Fear: seeing team mates die before him.
Hopes For The Future: to have a future.
Motivation: to keep everyone alive and get home at the end of the day
Strength: 4
Agility: 3
Toughness: 3
Will Power: 3
Intelligence: 5
Charisma:2

**Mortified**

I calm my breathing down and lower my weapon. "Oh, Jesus, Gaz..."

**Mordoskul**

That Which Does Not Kill Me Oft Maims- Part 2

As Fly crawls along on shattered legs towards cover, his eyes glowing with desperation as gunfire chatters overhead, and pieces of bodies rain down upon him. Crawling behind a stack of crates, gritting his teeth through the pain as he slides himself into safety. Holding his rifle close to his chest, he scans the area, looking for an opponent. Thinking himself safe, he gives a sigh of relief, yet still keeps alert. A burbling cry draws his attention to the wall ahead of him, a grey-skinned thing is crawling down the Foundry wall, a mass of tendrils exploding from it's mouth as it leaps on top of him. As Fly's gun clatters away, he holds the creature back with his hands, keeping the tendrils at bay. Then, with awful cracking sound, the thing's head splits down the middle, forming an obscene maw from which even more tendrils lash out from. The tentacles plunge into his eyes, boring through his skull until they reach his brain, ripping the grey matter apart in a sickening frenzy. Withdrawing it's flagella, the creature let's the corpse slump to the floor, turning it's abnormal 'head' towards Foley, it's whip-feeders dripping with gore from it's kill. It stalks forwards, slowly and intently, gibbering as it approaches. James fires, the round smashing into the abomination's shoulder. The thing doesn't register the wound, continuing to come at Foley with relentless intent. James ejects the spent round from the breach of his rifle, his hands shaking uncontrollably as he does so. No, not this. The Facility was destroyed... why are they here? On the floor, Foley fired round after round into the mycomorph, which ignored each shot even as it's body was torn apart. Now little than shambling meat, the monster falls upon the screaming woman, who attempts to fight it off with the end of her rifle. The tendrils explode from the bisected skull, snaking into her sockets as she screamed. Tearing the brain apart with it's tendrils, the monster dropped the body, charging at James with it's headmaw open wide. The former blank tenses, his vision swimming as images of his squad torn to a slurry of meat and bone rise to the front of his brain, causing him to miss the kill shot as the thing rushes at him. The creature pounces atop the sniper, tendrils protruding in anticipation of the coming death. The headmaw explodes as Varz pumps rounds into the freakish atrocity, the body still twitching as he kicks it off the catwalk down into the level below. Helping the sniper to his feet, the two take cover by a maintenance shaft, avoiding the shots fired by DAB and Sindri.

Within the bowels of the Foundry, the remnants of Group Beta search for a way out. Hunted by insane horrors and trapped by blast doors, their survival is doubtful. Here you stand with your fellows, staring down a long passageway turned a bloody red by the wall-lamps. The sounds of scurrying and gibbering can be heard from behind you as the unmen close in, their intent plain for all to see. There are three corridors before you, each reaching in a separate direction, one curves to the right, one goes on forwards, and one turns left.

Dave and Nighthawk are in the bowels of the Foundry, all new UN players will start here as well.