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Post by Tyr "Ripper" King on Oct 7, 2005 20:57:09 GMT -5
He sat there feeling confused and his vision was blurred. He was once again in the horrible rags that the people had given him here and he sighed, and just rubbed his stomach. He felt sick, and his cell was dirty, he was dirty, everythin was dirty, and he knew he'd been here for well over a month now. Hannibal would never find him, it was impossible. Once you were in, you were gone from the rest of the world for good, until they maybe let you out. They had forced him to drink several potions already and he could already feel the nausea creeping up his throat.
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Post by Hannibal King on Oct 7, 2005 21:04:09 GMT -5
He and Malachi had gone on in search of Ripper but it proved to be harder than expected. No matter WHERE they went they couldnt sense him. It was established he wasnt in the town, so he and Malachi decided it would be best to split up and search the outlying areas, in order to cover more grounds. He was worried out of his mind. It had been over a month since Malachi had appeared, and in that month, they found no trace of the missing Ripper, anywhere. They had checked the town meticulously. He walked along a very rocky path, it was in the backways of anothr path, and he wondered where it led to. He had never come across it before, and all he could do was guess. He looked around, and saw a building, and almost instantly he felt the strangest and most eerie chills come up his spine. He didnt know where he was, but it was a bad place. He tried to see if he could sense any creatures, but nothing. But he KNEW there were creatures around, because he could see a lit room or two. He looked around, there was some type of guard near the gate, and he hurried towards the back. He needed to find a way in, and something in him told him, that Ripper was in there and in danger. And he had to go and find him, he had to save his son.
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Post by Tyr "Ripper" King on Oct 7, 2005 21:15:56 GMT -5
He shook his head, seeing things in the cell that he knew weren't really there. Groaning, he just tossed and turned, laying against the ground. It wasn't painful, be he was sick, he knew what they had done last time and wondered what was happening to him now. Once again, he felt a searing pain that went beyond his limbs and organs, it felt the same as it had been the first time they had integrated other creatures into his blood. He could only imagine which ones were now entering him. He'd change again, he knew it. He had started off here rather young, and he looked nothing like he did after they had changed him, and it was happening again. He figured it was because there was combininations of different genes and therefore he'd take traits from all. Ripper would never know what he would truly look like, because of this procedure. Groaning, he felt his body go limber, his muscles grew, and he felt a lot stronger, but he knew if he found the time to get a mirror, he'd never recognize what he looked like, and once more, it'd be something he would get used to. His whole body changed very slowly. About an hour later, it stopped, it was over, he could feel the changes. The shackles around his wrists and waist were near to crushing his bones with the new size he had acquired. Coughing up a green and reddish liquid, he knew this was what his body had rejected. This was what kept him here so long, he was very unique they had told him after the first change, and he knew now more than ever, that he would never get out of here.
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Post by Hannibal King on Oct 7, 2005 21:24:06 GMT -5
He looked around in anger, there HAD to be an opening, someway, for him to get in. He looked around frantically, but all he saw were walls and dead ends. He sighed. And then headed towards the front to kill whatever guard was out there to gain his access and then he heard it. He walked ontop of something. It must have been a door because the sound was very different that when he stepped onto the ground. He looked around and bent down, he moved away the leaves and dirts and then he saw it. It was a wooden door. It must have been put there for emergencies. There was a latch on it, and he pulled on it but it was locked. There was probably some strong hold on it. He pulled out one of is favorite daggers, and started to puncture the wooden door, but still nothing. He sighed, and stood, looking around. There had to be something to open it, but he saw nothing. He growled, and stood right ontop of the door. He jumped up and dow on it, his body weight going against it. If anyone looked at him, he'd look like a fool, but he was angy and frustrated. On his final jump, he heard something crack, and then the door fell through, and he was sent falling down, to who knew where.
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Post by Tyr "Ripper" King on Oct 7, 2005 21:26:58 GMT -5
Crawling along the floor, he found the piece of bread and practically empty cup of water they had provided and ate it quickly, crying, because now he didn't know when he'd get anymore, and then just drank the water and held onto one bar of his cell and felt his body go weak. There would be about an hour or two where they'd come in time to get him and bring him to a more secure section of the building so he really couldn't get out. He screamed in agony and let his body fall to the floor with a thud.
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Post by Hannibal King on Oct 7, 2005 21:31:58 GMT -5
It felt like an eternity, but when he finally hit the floor with a thud he was glad, that was until he felt something right between his legs. "Uaghhhh..." He had falling right onto a railing, and his body just ricochet off it and onto the floor. He held his hands against his croatch, groaning. "Man....that...shit...hurts..." It took him a few minutes to get up. A few LONG minutes. He used the railing for support, and stood slowly. He clenched his teeth, and pried the painful reactions from his mind. There was a long hallway, and some rooms were lit, almost reminiscent of Malachi's potions and what-not in the dungeons. He raised an eyebrow, and heard a scream. It was a room at the far end. He pulled out his dagger and headed there, slowly and cautiously.
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Post by Tyr "Ripper" King on Oct 7, 2005 21:34:27 GMT -5
Closing his eyes, he picked up right away on someone walking. The sensing of the aura was way off, but that was to be expected, he knew that. But his ears and head picked up on someone anyway, it didn't matter, and he just backed up against the wall. He'd fight them if he had to. Hiding in the dark, he wouldn't give them a chance to see him right away.
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Post by Hannibal King on Oct 7, 2005 21:45:44 GMT -5
He heard a few voices rush towards him, and he stepped into one of the rooms, with an open door, until they passed, but he turned to look at he was surprised. There were cells and strange contraptions around. He walked towards the room, looking around. There were trays for water, and scraps of bread. Many of the cells were opened, and there was a nasty stench to it. This didnt bode well for him, and now he worried for what might be occuring in this place. When the footsteps faded, he emerged from the room again, and started for the room. He heard the screaming again. He walked slowly, and moved his body against the walls. He came right next to the door, and peeked inside, there was a man there, he was wearing whitish robes. Next to him, strapped onto a chair, was another, and he was force-feeding them. He cringed, the sight was pretty grizzly, and some of what was being fed looked like shit, literally. He could make out the persons features, and he didnt think it was Ripper, but regardless, this asshole couldnt be allowed to keep up what he was doing. He entered the room, cautiously. The mans back was to the door. He saw the strapped person eye him, and he put his index finger in his mouth to indicate him to be quite. When he was close enough, he grabbed his head, and then with his Dagger, he sliced through he man's throat. He fell to the ground with a thud, and he looked at the other creature. He walked to them and unstrapped them and said in a low voice. "Are there any others in here besides you being experimented on?" They nodded, and pointed up. They had a very ragged voice, and he frowned. He punched him in the face. "Sorry, but I cant have you escaping and being caught, then you'd get us both killed." He pulled out a dagger and placed it right next to them. So when they awoke they could get out and give them hell. And with those words he faded from the room and back down the hallway, and then he saw it, another staircase. He started climbing it, hearing a few more voices, and swore he heard one say, "He'll be ready soon. Be prepared we'll transport him soon."
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Post by Tyr "Ripper" King on Oct 7, 2005 21:51:50 GMT -5
Picking at a scab on his arm, he just took the stance to pounce, like he had been taught and just waited patiently. He heard footsteps getting closer and closer. He was ready, even if he was weak, he'd hurt one of them, give them a reason to keep doing what they were going to do to him.
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Post by Hannibal King on Oct 7, 2005 21:55:34 GMT -5
The voices faded, and he started on his search again. This floor was much smaller than the previous one, there were fewer rooms, but he could guess it was because the insides were bigger. He didnt know where to start his search but something drew him to the second door on the left. He swore he heard a sound coming from it. He placed his hand on the knob, but it wouldnt turn. He jiggled it, but still nothing. He would need a key, but he didnt have one. He looked around, like he had been doing now, and pulled out two very thin, needle-like instruments. He stuck them into the lock and started to play with them. He moved them in different combinations, hoping one of them worked.
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Post by Tyr "Ripper" King on Oct 7, 2005 22:01:38 GMT -5
Sighing, he just got a little impatient and started mumbling to himself."Come on...just come on already." He kept silent and just heard someone rattling with a door down the hall, wondering what was going on.
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Post by Hannibal King on Oct 7, 2005 22:08:02 GMT -5
The lock clicked, and he opened the door. He looked around and sighed, the room was empty. But then he saw a pair of keys shimmering in the candlelight. He walked to them and picked them up, suspecting he might need them. He walked back out, and looked around. "Fuck it, I'll start at the end." He ran down the hall, and started to fiddle with the lock, and this one proved to be easier, maybe because he had a better knowledge of how to mess with them. He raised an eyebrow when he heard a voice, and hoped to hell it was Ripper. The lock clicked and he could see a large jail cell in the room. Why the hell would they have a jail cell in a room, he thought. He pushed on the door to make it seem like it was closed and then looked around, seeing someone by the bars. He walked to it, slowly.
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Post by Tyr "Ripper" King on Oct 7, 2005 22:13:57 GMT -5
His head snapped up in attention and he couldn't see who it was, his vision still a little blurry, but he was ready. He put his hands out in front of him, waiting for the person to get closer. It was all or nothing, and this was his only chance of getting away, there was just one of them, much better than the four that usually patrolled him from once place to another.
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Post by Hannibal King on Oct 7, 2005 22:17:25 GMT -5
He watched the person come towards him, and he frowned. It wasnt Ripper, where the hell was that boy he wondered. He sighed, and moved away from him. He knew better than to just get up close to someone in a cell, some bad things could happen. He pulled out the keys he had found. He suspected they could be for the jail cell, but he wouldnt open it until he had his questions answered, "Are there anymore rooms or any others in this place?"
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Post by Tyr "Ripper" King on Oct 7, 2005 22:20:14 GMT -5
He tilted his head and just kept silent."Let me out and I'll tell you." His eyes flashed a glowing yellow in the dark and he just waited there, waited for the cell to open.
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