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Edited by Kell in a Cell:
7/1/2016 7:00:42 PM
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"CRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAP!"
There are a few rules to keep in mind when exploring a dark and creepy local after waking up with no recollection of how you got there.
1: Stay very, very quiet. Walk slowly and carefully, and do not say a word
2: Do not, under any circumstances, turn on a light. If it gets too dark to see, stay put, let your eyes adjust, then walk even slower.
3: For the love of all that is sane and right in the world, DO NOT follow the sound of strange chanting - ESPECIALLY if it sends an unnatural shiver down your spine and hurts just to hear.
If only I had actually listened to myself, I might not be running back the way I came with some abomination against reality hot on my heals. Oh well. Better keep running.
I took quick peek behind me, before whipping my head back the other way. Nope, still too horrifying to comprehend, just like it was five minutes ago.
Also, can I just say that running for your life does wonders for one's stamina?
"SOMEBODY, ANYBODY, PLEASE HELP!"
[spoiler]Closed[/spoiler]
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I let loose a low whistle. "Everything you need to survive the apocalypse." I paused. "Or a death ship, as the case may be."
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"You got any firearms experience?"
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"Some," I said, absently scratching at my chin. I shook my head. "That's obviously not going to be enough to survive here, though. I'm going to need a lot more than mediocre gun skills."
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"How about a bunch of gear?"
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I looked over at Xaiver. "No, I mean actual combat training. Other than how to shoot a gun, my combat skills can very generously be described as rudimentary. Gear will help, yes, but I need to know how to use it - and beyond that, use it effectively."
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"I don't really know. Experience from travelling to and from locations helped me learn how I could fight."
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"Well, think you could at least teach me a few tricks?"
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[i]Xavier sighs.[/i] "Okay then, come closer to me, will you?"
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I walked closer to him, somewhat wary from the statement, but not enough to refuse anything he could give me.
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"Okay, so... This may sting a little." [i]Xavier suddenly puts two fingers on your forehead, giving you... Something. You find yourself blacking out as he does so.[/i]
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[i]At least it doesn't hurt[/i] was my last thought as darkness consumed my vision. I was hardly surprised by him using some weird power or ability, considering his tone. Considering what I had seen- Wait...
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[i]Adam stands in a white canvas of a landscape. He stands on a invisible floor, which he sees more blankness below it.[/i] [i]A chainsword lies on the ground, waiting for someone to pick it up.[/i]
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[i]I looked around at my surroundings - or lack-thereof - then at the chainsword at my feet. "Huh. Well, that actually explains a few things." I said to nothing. "So, is this some kind of psychic training sim, or are we doing a straight up mind-to-mind skill transfer?"[/i]
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[i]Several anomalies in front of you appear. They seemed to brandish hard-light swords, looking around like they haven't noticed you. You then see a 'Ghost' of you come out of your body, picking up the chainsword, or at least, a ghost of the chainsword. The anomalies notice your ghost, but they are quickly cut down in a storm of blades, your ghost dashing to them and cutting them down one by one, in quick succession. When the anomalies fall to the ground, your ghost turns to you and nods.[/i] [u][i]Your turn.[/i][/u] [i]Several anomalies appear in front of you, again.[/i]
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[i]"Hm. Little of a, little of b, eh? Alright, I'm game." With that, I stepped forward, grasping the hilt of the chainsword and lifting it.[/i]
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[i]The chainsword seemed to automatically rev itself, attracting the anomalies to your presence. They get ready for battle.[/i]
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[i]I looked around, waiting for the other shoe to drop. "Wait, are we doing this the old-fashioned, trial-and-error way?"[/i]
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[i]Time stops for a moment. You see what order you have to slice them, and how you could manoeuvre between them.[/i]
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[i]"Handy," I said with a chuckle, in a moment seeing the hows and whys of each movement. Rotating the chainsword in my hand in a lazy circle before settling into the beginning stance, I continued. "All that's missing now is a decent sound track. I'm thinking... Doom 4."[/i]
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[i]Time starts to slowly move again. Might be a good time to make your move.[/i]
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[i]"Was worth a shot," I whispered. I rolled my shoulders. "Let's do this." Then, I moved.[/i]
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[i]You feel incredibly light in your step. Almost like you could fly.[/i] [i]Better make the first strike. The Anomaly stands, caught off guard.[/i]
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[i]Following the guides, I struck swiftly. Not a moment wasted, not a movement pointless, each and every cut and stab flowing smoothly into the next. It was exhilarating for all that it felt as natural as breathing. Soon enough, the first group of targets were destroyed, cut down. I took a moment to savor the moment, the knowledge and skill being given to me in every instant of movement.[/i]
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[i]The Anomalies dis saps into nothingness. Your chainsword gets replaced with a simple knife.[/i] [i]A soldier of sorts stands, his back turned behind you. A ghost of you, with your ghost knife, sneaks behind the soldier for an assassination.[/i] [i]Ghost Adam takes the soldier by the neck and arm, pushing the soldier to the ground behind him. As Ghost Adam holds the soldier down by the neck, pulling out his knife, Adam says:[/i] [i]"Get out of the way."[/i] [i]Ghost Adam then inserts the knife into the soldier's throat, then continues on his merry way. You see another example loading up.[/i]
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[i]I cocked an eyebrow at the display, looking over the knife in my hand, before looking back at the soldier. Crouching down, I slowly made my way behind the simulation. Once there, I quickly put my hand over his mouth and sliced the knife across his throat. As he died, I slowly lowered him to the ground, making sure to muffle the gurgling gasps as he died. Once his eyes glazed over, I closed his eyes and stood up. "If you're going to go for a quiet kill, then go for a quiet kill. Anything else is pointless showmanship."[/i]
