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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/19/2017 6:18:28 PM
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"Your bad at sneaking human. What do you want?''she says coldly
[i]she had no real love for the living. They were simply food to her. So she felt no pity when she killed one. But she turned and looked at the human coldly no friendliness in her eyes.[/i]
English
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[spoiler]you know the last post I made where it talks about Cravis throwing a vampire into a garbage chute?...[/spoiler] "Usual stuff- you know.... 'Blah, blah don't kill people, overthinking morales, analogy to some insect or plant or something, put-on serious face.... Let's just get to the point."
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"If you wanna lets fight then."says the woman [i]the woman had a very cold glare in her eyes. She would very well attack him if he isn't careful.[/i]
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"Oh, I don't want to fight particularly- my jobs more of a "push into dump truck and then walk away whistling innocently' kind of thing. So..." The man took a cylinder off of his belt.
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[i]she looked kinda confused at what he mentioned but she was very on edge.[/i]
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She heard a light humming noise behind her. "Don't worry; you don't have to understand-just fall directly backwards." Suddenly an electrified net shot out of the cylinder he was holding, directly at her center of body mass.
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[i]she was fast but not fast enough to dodge a electrified net that catches her and she flops to the ground being electrified by the net. She is struggling greatly with it too.[/i]
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"Oh, sorry, hadn't pressurised it enough." It seemed the man was getting a bit cocky as he walked toward the vampire, presumingly about to push her off the edge, or into whatever was behind her.
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"Your a -blam!-ing ass your lucky i cant break out"she says angrily [i]she struggled more as he got closer. She was yelling at him. Clearly pissed off.[/i]
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"Glad to see I'm doing my job well." The man was grinning, some parts of the job never get old. and so, he, taking care to keep his foot touching the ground at all times, kicked her 'off' the roof.
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[i]she could be her screaming as she fell off the roof into whatever was on the ground below.[/i]
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The scream lasted for about a milisecond as she unceremoniously flopped onto a metal floor about a meter below. It became apparent she was in the inside of a crate-drone, of which the door was closing rather quickly. The man slapped his knee. "Oh, the cut-off scream... classic..."
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[i]he wouldn't hear it but she was beyond pissed but was unable to get free.[/i]
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His chuckling was abruptly cut off as the door closed. Almost by magic, the net began to fall apart.
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[i]the woman could be heard moving inside of the container she was still very unhappy about all this. She wished that she had attacked him instead standing there.[/i]
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Suddenly the inside of the drone was illuminated by a warm yellow light. Inside was a single, human-sized cannister, attached to the wall, next to it a hand-print pad. For some reason it didn't seem this was any old drone he had hacked and used as a trap...
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[i]she was wary when she had seen the strange human sixed canister. The had no idea whats in as she moves closer but not too close though.[/i]
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Our of the corner of her eye, she would notice a small camera in the corner of the room. The canister remained dormant.
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[i]she flips the camera the bird as soon she noticed the camera. She moved a little closer to the canister unsure if it's empty.[/i]
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The camera conspicuously moved back into position.
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[i]she watched it move and then more closer to the canister.[/i]
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There was a handle on it, almost invisible, on the metal background.
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[i]she started to reach for it unsure what would be on the other side.[/i]
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The handle didn't bite, so that was a start.
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[i]she grabbed the handle and slowly turning it opening it. She doesn't know what will be on the other side.[/i]
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It opened with a creak, it's insides making it clear it was a medical capsule. On it was a post-it note reading 'If you're reading this, which you are, clearly, by virtue of reading this leaving this entire paragraph completely- You're some sort creature, vampire, probably, or one of those zombie insect things. Anyway, annoyingly, my boss thinks- well, to be honest, I'm not sure he [i]does[/i] think, but he says we need to put you in these ironically shaped capsules, you'll get.... somethinged... and then released back into the wild to frolicking wild and free- or something. Anyhow, the idea is that nobody causes any problems, and nobody leaves (because people are dying) and few people join (to help their friends), and definitely not because to put trackers on you (Just kidding) (He doesn't need you in the box to have a tracker on you; you got one as soon as you came in) So, put your hand on the thing and come right In.' For some strange reason, she got the feeling it was the man who had written that.
