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**Mordoskul**

Pick a number 1-10

**Mordoskul**

Hoora! New Page!

**mink580**

4

**Mordoskul**

Hey! Everyone who hasn't responded, RESPOND! If you're dead, make a new character! Don't just sit there! RESPOND! RESPOND! RESPOND!

**Vulkan_He'stan**

as Dan was walking to meet the CO
the ship shook as they entered the atmosphere

**Mordoskul**

(Howler)

As you leap, the ghoul turns in place melting off your face with his Reaper pistol, the mass reactive round sending the top of your head to decorate the walls.

Pick a number 1-10

**mink580**

7

**Mordoskul**

(Dan)

The dropship shook as it sped across the Canadian plain, the force of inertia pulling it forward. Four other snipers sit next to you in the tight compartment, looking a mixture of eager and nervous. Sergei, a wiry Russian picks absently at a deep scar, most likly caused by a shredder. Kismet, a woman from the states brushes her brown hair back with an armoured hand, her green eyes measuring you up. Gad, a burly African, checks the scope on his MK 3 CoradTech Anti-Material rifle. Hall, an American with a cybernetic eye. He leans over and speaks to you. "So, I hear you're a bit of a case." As he says this, he twirls his finger by his head in the universal 'crazy sign'.

Roleplay moment! Engage the team in dialogue

**Mordoskul**

(Howler)

The ghoul leans over you, his rotted lips parting to speak. "Lucky you tried to jump me, I haven't in weeks. Hell, I even tried to eat a shambler, and damn, do we taste awful! So thank you friend, I think you jut saved me." He leans in to take a bite, but he cries out in surprise as you sink your lower fangs into his neck, worrying him back and forth, until his head is sent flying down the corridor. You can feel new flesh and bone growing over your wounds, restoring your vision.
Child, you have earned our favour, now reap the benefits...
You may gain a single mutation from the list below-

Spores- Your lungs are filled with spores, causing you to release them when you howl, and are released upon your death.
Adrenal Glands- You grow additional adrenal glands, making you faster and stronger.
Tentacles- Your nerves are transformed into whip-like barbed tentacles, allowing you to make grab attacks.
Harvester- You can fuse victims into yourself, gaining additional limbs and attacks.

**mink580**

SPORES!!!!!!

**Mordoskul**

You feel your lungs swell with the Hive Mind's blessing, as a side affect your warped flesh takes on a sickly greenish hue.

**mink580**

I go back to the vents, and let out a large howl, spreading spores through out the ventilation shafts.

**Mordoskul**

You feel the Hive Mind's joy as more of his 'Children' are born. You can hear the sound of a large 'something' making it's way down the hallway from the entrance. The Hive Mind wants it altered, you may yet earn more of their favour.

**mink580**

I make my way through the vents back to the entrance to see what it is.

**Mordoskul**

Scampering through the vents, you peer out through the grate, below is a great machine, laying waste to your kin with both a rotating gun that spits out thousands of rounds each second, and a whirring buzzsaw that removes heads and limbs with equal ease. Your bloated kin are useless against it, it's filteration system cleaning out the spores before the pilot can breath them in.

**mink580**

I wait for the machine to pass by the i jump out of the vents onto its back, and attempt to bite out its ventilation system.

**Mordoskul**

Pick a number 1-10

**Vulkan_He'stan**

the Voices are telling me to kill you now
but you will will be useful
The rest of you I like but not you hall
ill keep a close Eye on you
*every one else laughs
"ohho good joke about his eye my friend
im Sergei and you must be Dan then"

*every one else introduces themselves

**mink580**

9

**Mordoskul**

(Dan)

Sergei smiles, his black hair evenly framing his handsome face. "I think I like you, remind me to save you if the need arises."
Kismet rolls her eyes, Gad just chuckles. "Okay, everyone prepare for insertion!" The dropship touches down near a group of simmilar vessels, and UN troops begin to file out into the snow. The Lazarus Facility can be seen before you, the foot of the massive building alive with black clad troopers. "Alright men, pick your targets and be clean about it!"

**Mordoskul**

(Howler)

Leaping on the back of the massive suit, you attempt to find a way to damage the suit, but you can find none. Then it comes to you; disable the helmet.

Pick a number 1-10.

**mink580**

4

**Vulkan_He'stan**

(whos the squad leader?)
The squad moves over to a small building clearing it and moving through it upto the top floor
they place a motion sensor inside to alert them of any aproachers.
"take the leaders heads off as quick as you can men"

**Mordoskul**

(Howler)

Sinking your fangs into the suits helmet, you pry open the faceplate, revealing the shocked face of a Conclave Engineer. Howling in his face, showering him with spores. He stumbles, coughing up blood. Bony spurs burst from the suit, forming yet another layer of armour, massive shovel-like claws form, tearing through the armour.
Behold our new Child, he shall pave the way for the Great Work. We are pleased with your work little one, we are pleased.

**Mordoskul**

(Dan; Hall is the squad leader)

Leveling your rifle at a Conclave Officer, you fire.

Pick a number 1-10.

**Vulkan_He'stan**

8

**Mordoskul**

(Dan)

Your shot narrowly misses, alerting the officer to the attack. He barks an order to a subordinate, and he disapears into his own dropship. Within seconds, you can hear a 'vip' sound coming closer every moment.

Pick a number 1-10.

**mink580**

OOC(No hell no not those anything but those)
I jump off of my newly turned comrade and search for more to turn to the glory of the hive.

**Vulkan_He'stan**

4

**Mordoskul**

(Dan)

You feel a sharp pain in your side as a Conclave Spook teleports next to you and sinks one of their blades into your side. Blood flows freely from the wound, and you drop to the ground. Your com crackles, Hall demanding your condition.

Pick a number 1-10