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[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Creature From The Depths

It was a hot, humid summer night. The work was over and many were to be sleeping now. The Spies, and Medics were exempt from this of course. But a sort of… metal chain clanging against each other, and dragging across the ground, as well as banging against the chain fence. A growling suddenly came through, and then, ripping of the chain fence, before a splash was made into the waters of Teufort. Whatever it was was sizable, and it woke a Scout up, as well as a Sniper, and brought one of the Medics over. They all looked at each other in confusion.

@ask-fem-snipes

[ask-fem-snipes]

“The Hell…” mutters the Sniper, sitting up and adjusting her sun glasses on to her hat. Tarlae McKenny stood up and walked over to the group gathered. “Okay-what the Hell did THAT to a chain link fence?” She asks, utterly stunned.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Medic and the Scout were busy fussing over what the hell was making noise and just what had stumbled into 2Fort. When they heard Tarlae say something about the fence they both paled and looked over.  “I don’t vant to vake anyvone else up but ve need to check vhat’s down zhere.” “Are you freakin’ kiddin’ me? And get torn to sheds?!” Now the two were bickering back and forth, as water splashed, growls bellowed and meat was ripped apart, all sounds able to be heard from the sewers. It sounded like bone too was crackling from pressure of whatever was biting.

[ask-fem-snipes]

This caught the Fijian’s attention. “Either of you have a light?” She asks, looking into the sewers. “I’ve got m’ arrows.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

Both of them turned their heads to her, and looked concerned. “As zhee designated healer avake und on alarm at zhis moment, I vill not allow jou going down zhere by jourself. I know jou can handle quite a bit, but ve’re going against zhee unknown.” The Medic grumbled. “But, yes, I do.” The Medic handed it over to the Sniper, no problems. “Uh, you uh, sure you can handle this? Not to insult you but, whatever it is, ain’t pretty.” It seemed the Scout was a bit of a paranoid worrier.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Yes,” The sniper says, accepting the light. “You wanna come?”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

They both looked at each other then nodded, the Scout going and grabbing a few med-packs and his scattergun, and the Medic grabbing his syringe gun.  The noise stopped suddenly, and in it’s placed, it filled the air with silence. And tension.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Cmon…” she says, knocking an arrow and stepping down into the ankle high water. At least it was on her. She was barely scout’s size.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The two followed her to where the sounds were. As the sounds got louder, it became clear what the creature was. It hasn’t yet noticed them, yet, but by the mask, the boots, and the gloves were all ripped… so this pyro wasn’t human.

[ask-fem-snipes]

Tarlae’ eyes widened and she pulled the arrow back and narrowed her eyes. “Hey!” She barked, arrow aimed right at the creature’s head.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The water based creature/Pyro looked over to the shout, a dead small fish in it’s mouth. This creature’s clothes were RED… the symbol on their uniform was pastel orange to contrast with the color of the uniform. With the fish it its mouth it backed up, and growled, being defensive.  “I don’t zink being hostile vill… vork. Besides, ve could do an investigation…” The Medic huffed. “Especially since zhey’re supposed to be a mercenary.”

[ask-fem-snipes]

The archer scowls a little, but lowers it.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Pyro creature tilted his head and stayed back, but wasn’t growling. The Medic dared to get closer to it, but at soon as the creature got defensive again, the medic sat down and put his weapons away. He was showing the Pyro he wasn’t going to hurt him. The pyro still didn’t come over, knowing the Sniper and Scout had their weapons on them still.

[ask-fem-snipes]

Tarlae nodded, and set the arrow back in its sheath, and slung the bow over her back. She sighs softly and holds her hands up. “Scout, put the gun down.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

“You’re kidding me, right?!” The Scout gulped, clearly he didn’t like this creature. The Medic gave a stern look to the Scout, who gave a way-frightened gaze.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Scout drop it you can run fast enough,” she says annoyed. “Just put it away.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

“Fine.” And he did. Once he did the Pyro-creature went closer to the Medic and seemed to relax. He made it clar his intentions were not hostile as he let the Medic pat the creature’s head.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“So…” she said uncertainly. “You speak English?”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

It grunted, and shook it’s head. While it couldn’t speak, it could understand. “May I ask vhat happened? Vhy jou’re here?” The Medic asked. The Pyro-creature pointed to the rail cuffs, which had linking pieces of metal as i they were shackles at some point. Then he looked at the camera nearby and gave a gruff.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Huh…” Tarlae says, looking around.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Medic looked at the Sniper and the Scout. “I’m going to need help to bring him back to zhee medbay, I vant to make sure it’s not injured.”

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Alright,” she shrugs, starting to walk closer to the Pyro.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Pyro snapped his head towards her direction, but deemed her not a threat for now. The Medic picked him up much like how a baby would be, and the pyro-creature made a surprised noise at such sudden action. But it was clear Medic was going to have some trouble, especially since the Medic caries around that medigun back around all damn day and he’s still struggling from picking the creature up.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“How about I help ‘im walk?” She offers-noticing this

[sooshies-rps-archived]

“If jou vant… but err, I don’t know how ell zhey’d handle it…”

[ask-fem-snipes]

Tarlae casually walks up to the pyro and asks: “Want help?”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Pyro creature nodded.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Creature From The Depths

It was a hot, humid summer night. The work was over and many were to be sleeping now. The Spies, and Medics were exempt from this of course. But a sort of… metal chain clanging against each other, and dragging across the ground, as well as banging against the chain fence. A growling suddenly came through, and then, ripping of the chain fence, before a splash was made into the waters of Teufort. Whatever it was was sizable, and it woke a Scout up, as well as a Sniper, and brought one of the Medics over. They all looked at each other in confusion.

@ask-fem-snipes

[ask-fem-snipes]

“The Hell…” mutters the Sniper, sitting up and adjusting her sun glasses on to her hat. Tarlae McKenny stood up and walked over to the group gathered. “Okay-what the Hell did THAT to a chain link fence?” She asks, utterly stunned.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Medic and the Scout were busy fussing over what the hell was making noise and just what had stumbled into 2Fort. When they heard Tarlae say something about the fence they both paled and looked over.  “I don’t vant to vake anyvone else up but ve need to check vhat’s down zhere.” “Are you freakin’ kiddin’ me? And get torn to sheds?!” Now the two were bickering back and forth, as water splashed, growls bellowed and meat was ripped apart, all sounds able to be heard from the sewers. It sounded like bone too was crackling from pressure of whatever was biting.

[ask-fem-snipes]

This caught the Fijian’s attention. “Either of you have a light?” She asks, looking into the sewers. “I’ve got m’ arrows.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

Both of them turned their heads to her, and looked concerned. “As zhee designated healer avake und on alarm at zhis moment, I vill not allow jou going down zhere by jourself. I know jou can handle quite a bit, but ve’re going against zhee unknown.” The Medic grumbled. “But, yes, I do.” The Medic handed it over to the Sniper, no problems. “Uh, you uh, sure you can handle this? Not to insult you but, whatever it is, ain’t pretty.” It seemed the Scout was a bit of a paranoid worrier.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Yes,” The sniper says, accepting the light. “You wanna come?”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

They both looked at each other then nodded, the Scout going and grabbing a few med-packs and his scattergun, and the Medic grabbing his syringe gun.  The noise stopped suddenly, and in it’s placed, it filled the air with silence. And tension.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Cmon…” she says, knocking an arrow and stepping down into the ankle high water. At least it was on her. She was barely scout’s size.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The two followed her to where the sounds were. As the sounds got louder, it became clear what the creature was. It hasn’t yet noticed them, yet, but by the mask, the boots, and the gloves were all ripped… so this pyro wasn’t human.

[ask-fem-snipes]

Tarlae’ eyes widened and she pulled the arrow back and narrowed her eyes. “Hey!” She barked, arrow aimed right at the creature’s head.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The water based creature/Pyro looked over to the shout, a dead small fish in it’s mouth. This creature’s clothes were RED… the symbol on their uniform was pastel orange to contrast with the color of the uniform. With the fish it its mouth it backed up, and growled, being defensive.  “I don’t zink being hostile vill… vork. Besides, ve could do an investigation…” The Medic huffed. “Especially since zhey’re supposed to be a mercenary.”

[ask-fem-snipes]

The archer scowls a little, but lowers it.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Pyro creature tilted his head and stayed back, but wasn’t growling. The Medic dared to get closer to it, but at soon as the creature got defensive again, the medic sat down and put his weapons away. He was showing the Pyro he wasn’t going to hurt him. The pyro still didn’t come over, knowing the Sniper and Scout had their weapons on them still.

[ask-fem-snipes]

Tarlae nodded, and set the arrow back in its sheath, and slung the bow over her back. She sighs softly and holds her hands up. “Scout, put the gun down.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

“You’re kidding me, right?!” The Scout gulped, clearly he didn’t like this creature. The Medic gave a stern look to the Scout, who gave a way-frightened gaze.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Scout drop it you can run fast enough,” she says annoyed. “Just put it away.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

“Fine.” And he did. Once he did the Pyro-creature went closer to the Medic and seemed to relax. He made it clar his intentions were not hostile as he let the Medic pat the creature’s head.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“So…” she said uncertainly. “You speak English?”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

It grunted, and shook it’s head. While it couldn’t speak, it could understand. “May I ask vhat happened? Vhy jou’re here?” The Medic asked. The Pyro-creature pointed to the rail cuffs, which had linking pieces of metal as i they were shackles at some point. Then he looked at the camera nearby and gave a gruff.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Huh…” Tarlae says, looking around.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Medic looked at the Sniper and the Scout. “I’m going to need help to bring him back to zhee medbay, I vant to make sure it’s not injured.”

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Alright,” she shrugs, starting to walk closer to the Pyro.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Pyro snapped his head towards her direction, but deemed her not a threat for now. The Medic picked him up much like how a baby would be, and the pyro-creature made a surprised noise at such sudden action. But it was clear Medic was going to have some trouble, especially since the Medic caries around that medigun back around all damn day and he’s still struggling from picking the creature up.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“How about I help ‘im walk?” She offers-noticing this

[sooshies-rps-archived]

“If jou vant... but err, I don’t know how ell zhey’d handle it...”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Creature From The Depths

It was a hot, humid summer night. The work was over and many were to be sleeping now. The Spies, and Medics were exempt from this of course. But a sort of… metal chain clanging against each other, and dragging across the ground, as well as banging against the chain fence. A growling suddenly came through, and then, ripping of the chain fence, before a splash was made into the waters of Teufort. Whatever it was was sizable, and it woke a Scout up, as well as a Sniper, and brought one of the Medics over. They all looked at each other in confusion.

@ask-fem-snipes

[ask-fem-snipes]

“The Hell…” mutters the Sniper, sitting up and adjusting her sun glasses on to her hat. Tarlae McKenny stood up and walked over to the group gathered. “Okay-what the Hell did THAT to a chain link fence?” She asks, utterly stunned.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Medic and the Scout were busy fussing over what the hell was making noise and just what had stumbled into 2Fort. When they heard Tarlae say something about the fence they both paled and looked over.  “I don’t vant to vake anyvone else up but ve need to check vhat’s down zhere.” “Are you freakin’ kiddin’ me? And get torn to sheds?!” Now the two were bickering back and forth, as water splashed, growls bellowed and meat was ripped apart, all sounds able to be heard from the sewers. It sounded like bone too was crackling from pressure of whatever was biting.

[ask-fem-snipes]

This caught the Fijian’s attention. “Either of you have a light?” She asks, looking into the sewers. “I’ve got m’ arrows.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

Both of them turned their heads to her, and looked concerned. “As zhee designated healer avake und on alarm at zhis moment, I vill not allow jou going down zhere by jourself. I know jou can handle quite a bit, but ve’re going against zhee unknown.” The Medic grumbled. “But, yes, I do.” The Medic handed it over to the Sniper, no problems. “Uh, you uh, sure you can handle this? Not to insult you but, whatever it is, ain’t pretty.” It seemed the Scout was a bit of a paranoid worrier.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Yes,” The sniper says, accepting the light. “You wanna come?”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

They both looked at each other then nodded, the Scout going and grabbing a few med-packs and his scattergun, and the Medic grabbing his syringe gun.  The noise stopped suddenly, and in it’s placed, it filled the air with silence. And tension.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Cmon…” she says, knocking an arrow and stepping down into the ankle high water. At least it was on her. She was barely scout’s size.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The two followed her to where the sounds were. As the sounds got louder, it became clear what the creature was. It hasn’t yet noticed them, yet, but by the mask, the boots, and the gloves were all ripped… so this pyro wasn’t human.

[ask-fem-snipes]

Tarlae’ eyes widened and she pulled the arrow back and narrowed her eyes. “Hey!” She barked, arrow aimed right at the creature’s head.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The water based creature/Pyro looked over to the shout, a dead small fish in it’s mouth. This creature’s clothes were RED… the symbol on their uniform was pastel orange to contrast with the color of the uniform. With the fish it its mouth it backed up, and growled, being defensive.  “I don’t zink being hostile vill… vork. Besides, ve could do an investigation…” The Medic huffed. “Especially since zhey’re supposed to be a mercenary.”

[ask-fem-snipes]

The archer scowls a little, but lowers it.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Pyro creature tilted his head and stayed back, but wasn’t growling. The Medic dared to get closer to it, but at soon as the creature got defensive again, the medic sat down and put his weapons away. He was showing the Pyro he wasn’t going to hurt him. The pyro still didn’t come over, knowing the Sniper and Scout had their weapons on them still.

[ask-fem-snipes]

Tarlae nodded, and set the arrow back in its sheath, and slung the bow over her back. She sighs softly and holds her hands up. “Scout, put the gun down.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

“You’re kidding me, right?!” The Scout gulped, clearly he didn’t like this creature. The Medic gave a stern look to the Scout, who gave a way-frightened gaze.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Scout drop it you can run fast enough,” she says annoyed. “Just put it away.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

“Fine.” And he did. Once he did the Pyro-creature went closer to the Medic and seemed to relax. He made it clar his intentions were not hostile as he let the Medic pat the creature’s head.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“So…” she said uncertainly. “You speak English?”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

It grunted, and shook it’s head. While it couldn’t speak, it could understand. “May I ask vhat happened? Vhy jou’re here?” The Medic asked. The Pyro-creature pointed to the rail cuffs, which had linking pieces of metal as i they were shackles at some point. Then he looked at the camera nearby and gave a gruff.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Huh…” Tarlae says, looking around.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Medic looked at the Sniper and the Scout. “I’m going to need help to bring him back to zhee medbay, I vant to make sure it’s not injured.”

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Alright,” she shrugs, starting to walk closer to the Pyro.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Pyro snapped his head towards her direction, but deemed her not a threat for now. The Medic picked him up much like how a baby would be, and the pyro-creature made a surprised noise at such sudden action. But it was clear Medic was going to have some trouble, especially since the Medic caries around that medigun back around all damn day and he’s still struggling from picking the creature up.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Creature From The Depths

It was a hot, humid summer night. The work was over and many were to be sleeping now. The Spies, and Medics were exempt from this of course. But a sort of… metal chain clanging against each other, and dragging across the ground, as well as banging against the chain fence. A growling suddenly came through, and then, ripping of the chain fence, before a splash was made into the waters of Teufort. Whatever it was was sizable, and it woke a Scout up, as well as a Sniper, and brought one of the Medics over. They all looked at each other in confusion.

@ask-fem-snipes

[ask-fem-snipes]

“The Hell…” mutters the Sniper, sitting up and adjusting her sun glasses on to her hat. Tarlae McKenny stood up and walked over to the group gathered. “Okay-what the Hell did THAT to a chain link fence?” She asks, utterly stunned.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Medic and the Scout were busy fussing over what the hell was making noise and just what had stumbled into 2Fort. When they heard Tarlae say something about the fence they both paled and looked over.  “I don’t vant to vake anyvone else up but ve need to check vhat’s down zhere.” “Are you freakin’ kiddin’ me? And get torn to sheds?!” Now the two were bickering back and forth, as water splashed, growls bellowed and meat was ripped apart, all sounds able to be heard from the sewers. It sounded like bone too was crackling from pressure of whatever was biting.

[ask-fem-snipes]

This caught the Fijian’s attention. “Either of you have a light?” She asks, looking into the sewers. “I’ve got m’ arrows.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

Both of them turned their heads to her, and looked concerned. “As zhee designated healer avake und on alarm at zhis moment, I vill not allow jou going down zhere by jourself. I know jou can handle quite a bit, but ve’re going against zhee unknown.” The Medic grumbled. “But, yes, I do.” The Medic handed it over to the Sniper, no problems. “Uh, you uh, sure you can handle this? Not to insult you but, whatever it is, ain’t pretty.” It seemed the Scout was a bit of a paranoid worrier.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Yes,” The sniper says, accepting the light. “You wanna come?”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

They both looked at each other then nodded, the Scout going and grabbing a few med-packs and his scattergun, and the Medic grabbing his syringe gun.  The noise stopped suddenly, and in it’s placed, it filled the air with silence. And tension.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Cmon…” she says, knocking an arrow and stepping down into the ankle high water. At least it was on her. She was barely scout’s size.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The two followed her to where the sounds were. As the sounds got louder, it became clear what the creature was. It hasn’t yet noticed them, yet, but by the mask, the boots, and the gloves were all ripped… so this pyro wasn’t human.

[ask-fem-snipes]

Tarlae’ eyes widened and she pulled the arrow back and narrowed her eyes. “Hey!” She barked, arrow aimed right at the creature’s head.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The water based creature/Pyro looked over to the shout, a dead small fish in it’s mouth. This creature’s clothes were RED… the symbol on their uniform was pastel orange to contrast with the color of the uniform. With the fish it its mouth it backed up, and growled, being defensive.  “I don’t zink being hostile vill… vork. Besides, ve could do an investigation…” The Medic huffed. “Especially since zhey’re supposed to be a mercenary.”

[ask-fem-snipes]

The archer scowls a little, but lowers it.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Pyro creature tilted his head and stayed back, but wasn’t growling. The Medic dared to get closer to it, but at soon as the creature got defensive again, the medic sat down and put his weapons away. He was showing the Pyro he wasn’t going to hurt him. The pyro still didn’t come over, knowing the Sniper and Scout had their weapons on them still.

[ask-fem-snipes]

Tarlae nodded, and set the arrow back in its sheath, and slung the bow over her back. She sighs softly and holds her hands up. “Scout, put the gun down.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

“You’re kidding me, right?!” The Scout gulped, clearly he didn’t like this creature. The Medic gave a stern look to the Scout, who gave a way-frightened gaze.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Scout drop it you can run fast enough,” she says annoyed. “Just put it away.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

“Fine.” And he did. Once he did the Pyro-creature went closer to the Medic and seemed to relax. He made it clar his intentions were not hostile as he let the Medic pat the creature’s head.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“So…” she said uncertainly. “You speak English?”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

It grunted, and shook it’s head. While it couldn’t speak, it could understand. “May I ask vhat happened? Vhy jou’re here?” The Medic asked. The Pyro-creature pointed to the rail cuffs, which had linking pieces of metal as i they were shackles at some point. Then he looked at the camera nearby and gave a gruff.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Huh…” Tarlae says, looking around.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Medic looked at the Sniper and the Scout. “I’m going to need help to bring him back to zhee medbay, I vant to make sure it’s not injured.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Creature From The Depths

It was a hot, humid summer night. The work was over and many were to be sleeping now. The Spies, and Medics were exempt from this of course. But a sort of… metal chain clanging against each other, and dragging across the ground, as well as banging against the chain fence. A growling suddenly came through, and then, ripping of the chain fence, before a splash was made into the waters of Teufort. Whatever it was was sizable, and it woke a Scout up, as well as a Sniper, and brought one of the Medics over. They all looked at each other in confusion.

@ask-fem-snipes

[ask-fem-snipes]

“The Hell…” mutters the Sniper, sitting up and adjusting her sun glasses on to her hat. Tarlae McKenny stood up and walked over to the group gathered. “Okay-what the Hell did THAT to a chain link fence?” She asks, utterly stunned.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Medic and the Scout were busy fussing over what the hell was making noise and just what had stumbled into 2Fort. When they heard Tarlae say something about the fence they both paled and looked over.  “I don’t vant to vake anyvone else up but ve need to check vhat’s down zhere.” “Are you freakin’ kiddin’ me? And get torn to sheds?!” Now the two were bickering back and forth, as water splashed, growls bellowed and meat was ripped apart, all sounds able to be heard from the sewers. It sounded like bone too was crackling from pressure of whatever was biting.

[ask-fem-snipes]

This caught the Fijian’s attention. “Either of you have a light?” She asks, looking into the sewers. “I’ve got m’ arrows.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

Both of them turned their heads to her, and looked concerned. “As zhee designated healer avake und on alarm at zhis moment, I vill not allow jou going down zhere by jourself. I know jou can handle quite a bit, but ve’re going against zhee unknown.” The Medic grumbled. “But, yes, I do.” The Medic handed it over to the Sniper, no problems. “Uh, you uh, sure you can handle this? Not to insult you but, whatever it is, ain’t pretty.” It seemed the Scout was a bit of a paranoid worrier.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Yes,” The sniper says, accepting the light. “You wanna come?”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

They both looked at each other then nodded, the Scout going and grabbing a few med-packs and his scattergun, and the Medic grabbing his syringe gun.  The noise stopped suddenly, and in it’s placed, it filled the air with silence. And tension.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Cmon…” she says, knocking an arrow and stepping down into the ankle high water. At least it was on her. She was barely scout’s size.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The two followed her to where the sounds were. As the sounds got louder, it became clear what the creature was. It hasn’t yet noticed them, yet, but by the mask, the boots, and the gloves were all ripped… so this pyro wasn’t human.

[ask-fem-snipes]

Tarlae’ eyes widened and she pulled the arrow back and narrowed her eyes. “Hey!” She barked, arrow aimed right at the creature’s head.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The water based creature/Pyro looked over to the shout, a dead small fish in it’s mouth. This creature’s clothes were RED… the symbol on their uniform was pastel orange to contrast with the color of the uniform. With the fish it its mouth it backed up, and growled, being defensive.  “I don’t zink being hostile vill… vork. Besides, ve could do an investigation…” The Medic huffed. “Especially since zhey’re supposed to be a mercenary.”

[ask-fem-snipes]

The archer scowls a little, but lowers it.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Pyro creature tilted his head and stayed back, but wasn’t growling. The Medic dared to get closer to it, but at soon as the creature got defensive again, the medic sat down and put his weapons away. He was showing the Pyro he wasn’t going to hurt him. The pyro still didn’t come over, knowing the Sniper and Scout had their weapons on them still.

[ask-fem-snipes]

Tarlae nodded, and set the arrow back in its sheath, and slung the bow over her back. She sighs softly and holds her hands up. “Scout, put the gun down.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

“You’re kidding me, right?!” The Scout gulped, clearly he didn’t like this creature. The Medic gave a stern look to the Scout, who gave a way-frightened gaze.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Scout drop it you can run fast enough,” she says annoyed. “Just put it away.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

“Fine.” And he did. Once he did the Pyro-creature went closer to the Medic and seemed to relax. He made it clar his intentions were not hostile as he let the Medic pat the creature’s head.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“So…” she said uncertainly. “You speak English?”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

It grunted, and shook it’s head. While it couldn’t speak, it could understand. “May I ask vhat happened? Vhy jou’re here?” The Medic asked. The Pyro-creature pointed to the rail cuffs, which had linking pieces of metal as i they were shackles at some point. Then he looked at the camera nearby and gave a gruff.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Creature From The Depths

It was a hot, humid summer night. The work was over and many were to be sleeping now. The Spies, and Medics were exempt from this of course. But a sort of… metal chain clanging against each other, and dragging across the ground, as well as banging against the chain fence. A growling suddenly came through, and then, ripping of the chain fence, before a splash was made into the waters of Teufort. Whatever it was was sizable, and it woke a Scout up, as well as a Sniper, and brought one of the Medics over. They all looked at each other in confusion.

@ask-fem-snipes

[ask-fem-snipes]

“The Hell…” mutters the Sniper, sitting up and adjusting her sun glasses on to her hat. Tarlae McKenny stood up and walked over to the group gathered. “Okay-what the Hell did THAT to a chain link fence?” She asks, utterly stunned.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Medic and the Scout were busy fussing over what the hell was making noise and just what had stumbled into 2Fort. When they heard Tarlae say something about the fence they both paled and looked over.  “I don’t vant to vake anyvone else up but ve need to check vhat’s down zhere.” “Are you freakin’ kiddin’ me? And get torn to sheds?!” Now the two were bickering back and forth, as water splashed, growls bellowed and meat was ripped apart, all sounds able to be heard from the sewers. It sounded like bone too was crackling from pressure of whatever was biting.

[ask-fem-snipes]

This caught the Fijian’s attention. “Either of you have a light?” She asks, looking into the sewers. “I’ve got m’ arrows.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

Both of them turned their heads to her, and looked concerned. “As zhee designated healer avake und on alarm at zhis moment, I vill not allow jou going down zhere by jourself. I know jou can handle quite a bit, but ve’re going against zhee unknown.” The Medic grumbled. “But, yes, I do.” The Medic handed it over to the Sniper, no problems. “Uh, you uh, sure you can handle this? Not to insult you but, whatever it is, ain’t pretty.” It seemed the Scout was a bit of a paranoid worrier.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Yes,” The sniper says, accepting the light. “You wanna come?”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

They both looked at each other then nodded, the Scout going and grabbing a few med-packs and his scattergun, and the Medic grabbing his syringe gun.  The noise stopped suddenly, and in it’s placed, it filled the air with silence. And tension.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Cmon…” she says, knocking an arrow and stepping down into the ankle high water. At least it was on her. She was barely scout’s size.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The two followed her to where the sounds were. As the sounds got louder, it became clear what the creature was. It hasn’t yet noticed them, yet, but by the mask, the boots, and the gloves were all ripped… so this pyro wasn’t human.

[ask-fem-snipes]

Tarlae’ eyes widened and she pulled the arrow back and narrowed her eyes. “Hey!” She barked, arrow aimed right at the creature’s head.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The water based creature/Pyro looked over to the shout, a dead small fish in it’s mouth. This creature’s clothes were RED… the symbol on their uniform was pastel orange to contrast with the color of the uniform. With the fish it its mouth it backed up, and growled, being defensive.  “I don’t zink being hostile vill… vork. Besides, ve could do an investigation…” The Medic huffed. “Especially since zhey’re supposed to be a mercenary.”

[ask-fem-snipes]

The archer scowls a little, but lowers it.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Pyro creature tilted his head and stayed back, but wasn’t growling. The Medic dared to get closer to it, but at soon as the creature got defensive again, the medic sat down and put his weapons away. He was showing the Pyro he wasn’t going to hurt him. The pyro still didn’t come over, knowing the Sniper and Scout had their weapons on them still.

[ask-fem-snipes]

Tarlae nodded, and set the arrow back in its sheath, and slung the bow over her back. She sighs softly and holds her hands up. “Scout, put the gun down.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

“You’re kidding me, right?!” The Scout gulped, clearly he didn’t like this creature. The Medic gave a stern look to the Scout, who gave a way-frightened gaze.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Scout drop it you can run fast enough,” she says annoyed. “Just put it away.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

“Fine.” And he did. Once he did the Pyro-creature went closer to the Medic and seemed to relax. He made it clar his intentions were not hostile as he let the Medic pat the creature’s head.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Creature From The Depths

It was a hot, humid summer night. The work was over and many were to be sleeping now. The Spies, and Medics were exempt from this of course. But a sort of… metal chain clanging against each other, and dragging across the ground, as well as banging against the chain fence. A growling suddenly came through, and then, ripping of the chain fence, before a splash was made into the waters of Teufort. Whatever it was was sizable, and it woke a Scout up, as well as a Sniper, and brought one of the Medics over. They all looked at each other in confusion.

@ask-fem-snipes

[ask-fem-snipes]

“The Hell…” mutters the Sniper, sitting up and adjusting her sun glasses on to her hat. Tarlae McKenny stood up and walked over to the group gathered. “Okay-what the Hell did THAT to a chain link fence?” She asks, utterly stunned.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Medic and the Scout were busy fussing over what the hell was making noise and just what had stumbled into 2Fort. When they heard Tarlae say something about the fence they both paled and looked over.  “I don’t vant to vake anyvone else up but ve need to check vhat’s down zhere.” “Are you freakin’ kiddin’ me? And get torn to sheds?!” Now the two were bickering back and forth, as water splashed, growls bellowed and meat was ripped apart, all sounds able to be heard from the sewers. It sounded like bone too was crackling from pressure of whatever was biting.

[ask-fem-snipes]

This caught the Fijian’s attention. “Either of you have a light?” She asks, looking into the sewers. “I’ve got m’ arrows.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

Both of them turned their heads to her, and looked concerned. “As zhee designated healer avake und on alarm at zhis moment, I vill not allow jou going down zhere by jourself. I know jou can handle quite a bit, but ve’re going against zhee unknown.” The Medic grumbled. “But, yes, I do.” The Medic handed it over to the Sniper, no problems. “Uh, you uh, sure you can handle this? Not to insult you but, whatever it is, ain’t pretty.” It seemed the Scout was a bit of a paranoid worrier.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Yes,” The sniper says, accepting the light. “You wanna come?”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

They both looked at each other then nodded, the Scout going and grabbing a few med-packs and his scattergun, and the Medic grabbing his syringe gun.  The noise stopped suddenly, and in it’s placed, it filled the air with silence. And tension.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Cmon…” she says, knocking an arrow and stepping down into the ankle high water. At least it was on her. She was barely scout’s size.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The two followed her to where the sounds were. As the sounds got louder, it became clear what the creature was. It hasn’t yet noticed them, yet, but by the mask, the boots, and the gloves were all ripped… so this pyro wasn’t human.

[ask-fem-snipes]

Tarlae’ eyes widened and she pulled the arrow back and narrowed her eyes. “Hey!” She barked, arrow aimed right at the creature’s head.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The water based creature/Pyro looked over to the shout, a dead small fish in it’s mouth. This creature’s clothes were RED… the symbol on their uniform was pastel orange to contrast with the color of the uniform. With the fish it its mouth it backed up, and growled, being defensive.  “I don’t zink being hostile vill… vork. Besides, ve could do an investigation…” The Medic huffed. “Especially since zhey’re supposed to be a mercenary.”

[ask-fem-snipes]

The archer scowls a little, but lowers it.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Pyro creature tilted his head and stayed back, but wasn’t growling. The Medic dared to get closer to it, but at soon as the creature got defensive again, the medic sat down and put his weapons away. He was showing the Pyro he wasn’t going to hurt him. The pyro still didn’t come over, knowing the Sniper and Scout had their weapons on them still.

[ask-fem-snipes]

Tarlae nodded, and set the arrow back in its sheath, and slung the bow over her back. She sighs softly and holds her hands up. “Scout, put the gun down.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

“You’re kidding me, right?!” The Scout gulped, clearly he didn’t like this creature. The Medic gave a stern look to the Scout, who gave a way-frightened gaze.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Creature From The Depths

It was a hot, humid summer night. The work was over and many were to be sleeping now. The Spies, and Medics were exempt from this of course. But a sort of… metal chain clanging against each other, and dragging across the ground, as well as banging against the chain fence. A growling suddenly came through, and then, ripping of the chain fence, before a splash was made into the waters of Teufort. Whatever it was was sizable, and it woke a Scout up, as well as a Sniper, and brought one of the Medics over. They all looked at each other in confusion.

@ask-fem-snipes

[ask-fem-snipes]

“The Hell…” mutters the Sniper, sitting up and adjusting her sun glasses on to her hat. Tarlae McKenny stood up and walked over to the group gathered. “Okay-what the Hell did THAT to a chain link fence?” She asks, utterly stunned.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Medic and the Scout were busy fussing over what the hell was making noise and just what had stumbled into 2Fort. When they heard Tarlae say something about the fence they both paled and looked over.  “I don’t vant to vake anyvone else up but ve need to check vhat’s down zhere.” “Are you freakin’ kiddin’ me? And get torn to sheds?!” Now the two were bickering back and forth, as water splashed, growls bellowed and meat was ripped apart, all sounds able to be heard from the sewers. It sounded like bone too was crackling from pressure of whatever was biting.

[ask-fem-snipes]

This caught the Fijian’s attention. “Either of you have a light?” She asks, looking into the sewers. “I’ve got m’ arrows.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

Both of them turned their heads to her, and looked concerned. “As zhee designated healer avake und on alarm at zhis moment, I vill not allow jou going down zhere by jourself. I know jou can handle quite a bit, but ve’re going against zhee unknown.” The Medic grumbled. “But, yes, I do.” The Medic handed it over to the Sniper, no problems. “Uh, you uh, sure you can handle this? Not to insult you but, whatever it is, ain’t pretty.” It seemed the Scout was a bit of a paranoid worrier.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Yes,” The sniper says, accepting the light. “You wanna come?”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

They both looked at each other then nodded, the Scout going and grabbing a few med-packs and his scattergun, and the Medic grabbing his syringe gun.  The noise stopped suddenly, and in it’s placed, it filled the air with silence. And tension.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Cmon…” she says, knocking an arrow and stepping down into the ankle high water. At least it was on her. She was barely scout’s size.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The two followed her to where the sounds were. As the sounds got louder, it became clear what the creature was. It hasn’t yet noticed them, yet, but by the mask, the boots, and the gloves were all ripped… so this pyro wasn’t human.

[ask-fem-snipes]

Tarlae’ eyes widened and she pulled the arrow back and narrowed her eyes. “Hey!” She barked, arrow aimed right at the creature’s head.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The water based creature/Pyro looked over to the shout, a dead small fish in it’s mouth. This creature’s clothes were RED… the symbol on their uniform was pastel orange to contrast with the color of the uniform. With the fish it its mouth it backed up, and growled, being defensive.  “I don’t zink being hostile vill… vork. Besides, ve could do an investigation…” The Medic huffed. “Especially since zhey’re supposed to be a mercenary.”

[ask-fem-snipes]

The archer scowls a little, but lowers it.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Pyro creature tilted his head and stayed back, but wasn’t growling. The Medic dared to get closer to it, but at soon as the creature got defensive again, the medic sat down and put his weapons away. He was showing the Pyro he wasn’t going to hurt him. The pyro still didn’t come over, knowing the Sniper and Scout had their weapons on them still.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Creature From The Depths

It was a hot, humid summer night. The work was over and many were to be sleeping now. The Spies, and Medics were exempt from this of course. But a sort of… metal chain clanging against each other, and dragging across the ground, as well as banging against the chain fence. A growling suddenly came through, and then, ripping of the chain fence, before a splash was made into the waters of Teufort. Whatever it was was sizable, and it woke a Scout up, as well as a Sniper, and brought one of the Medics over. They all looked at each other in confusion.

@ask-fem-snipes

[ask-fem-snipes]

“The Hell…” mutters the Sniper, sitting up and adjusting her sun glasses on to her hat. Tarlae McKenny stood up and walked over to the group gathered. “Okay-what the Hell did THAT to a chain link fence?” She asks, utterly stunned.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Medic and the Scout were busy fussing over what the hell was making noise and just what had stumbled into 2Fort. When they heard Tarlae say something about the fence they both paled and looked over.  “I don’t vant to vake anyvone else up but ve need to check vhat’s down zhere.” “Are you freakin’ kiddin’ me? And get torn to sheds?!” Now the two were bickering back and forth, as water splashed, growls bellowed and meat was ripped apart, all sounds able to be heard from the sewers. It sounded like bone too was crackling from pressure of whatever was biting.

[ask-fem-snipes]

This caught the Fijian’s attention. “Either of you have a light?” She asks, looking into the sewers. “I’ve got m’ arrows.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

Both of them turned their heads to her, and looked concerned. “As zhee designated healer avake und on alarm at zhis moment, I vill not allow jou going down zhere by jourself. I know jou can handle quite a bit, but ve’re going against zhee unknown.” The Medic grumbled. “But, yes, I do.” The Medic handed it over to the Sniper, no problems. “Uh, you uh, sure you can handle this? Not to insult you but, whatever it is, ain’t pretty.” It seemed the Scout was a bit of a paranoid worrier.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Yes,” The sniper says, accepting the light. “You wanna come?”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

They both looked at each other then nodded, the Scout going and grabbing a few med-packs and his scattergun, and the Medic grabbing his syringe gun.  The noise stopped suddenly, and in it’s placed, it filled the air with silence. And tension.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Cmon…” she says, knocking an arrow and stepping down into the ankle high water. At least it was on her. She was barely scout’s size.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The two followed her to where the sounds were. As the sounds got louder, it became clear what the creature was. It hasn’t yet noticed them, yet, but by the mask, the boots, and the gloves were all ripped… so this pyro wasn’t human.

[ask-fem-snipes]

Tarlae’ eyes widened and she pulled the arrow back and narrowed her eyes. “Hey!” She barked, arrow aimed right at the creature’s head.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The water based creature/Pyro looked over to the shout, a dead small fish in it’s mouth. This creature’s clothes were RED... the symbol on their uniform was pastel orange to contrast with the color of the uniform. With the fish it its mouth it backed up, and growled, being defensive.  “I don’t zink being hostile vill... vork. Besides, ve could do an investigation...” The Medic huffed. “Especially since zhey’re supposed to be a mercenary.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Creature From The Depths

It was a hot, humid summer night. The work was over and many were to be sleeping now. The Spies, and Medics were exempt from this of course. But a sort of… metal chain clanging against each other, and dragging across the ground, as well as banging against the chain fence. A growling suddenly came through, and then, ripping of the chain fence, before a splash was made into the waters of Teufort. Whatever it was was sizable, and it woke a Scout up, as well as a Sniper, and brought one of the Medics over. They all looked at each other in confusion.

@ask-fem-snipes

[ask-fem-snipes]

“The Hell…” mutters the Sniper, sitting up and adjusting her sun glasses on to her hat. Tarlae McKenny stood up and walked over to the group gathered. “Okay-what the Hell did THAT to a chain link fence?” She asks, utterly stunned.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Medic and the Scout were busy fussing over what the hell was making noise and just what had stumbled into 2Fort. When they heard Tarlae say something about the fence they both paled and looked over.  “I don’t vant to vake anyvone else up but ve need to check vhat’s down zhere.” “Are you freakin’ kiddin’ me? And get torn to sheds?!” Now the two were bickering back and forth, as water splashed, growls bellowed and meat was ripped apart, all sounds able to be heard from the sewers. It sounded like bone too was crackling from pressure of whatever was biting.

[ask-fem-snipes]

This caught the Fijian’s attention. “Either of you have a light?” She asks, looking into the sewers. “I’ve got m’ arrows.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

Both of them turned their heads to her, and looked concerned. “As zhee designated healer avake und on alarm at zhis moment, I vill not allow jou going down zhere by jourself. I know jou can handle quite a bit, but ve’re going against zhee unknown.” The Medic grumbled. “But, yes, I do.” The Medic handed it over to the Sniper, no problems. “Uh, you uh, sure you can handle this? Not to insult you but, whatever it is, ain’t pretty.” It seemed the Scout was a bit of a paranoid worrier.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Yes,” The sniper says, accepting the light. “You wanna come?”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

They both looked at each other then nodded, the Scout going and grabbing a few med-packs and his scattergun, and the Medic grabbing his syringe gun.  The noise stopped suddenly, and in it’s placed, it filled the air with silence. And tension.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Cmon…” she says, knocking an arrow and stepping down into the ankle high water. At least it was on her. She was barely scout’s size.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The two followed her to where the sounds were. As the sounds got louder, it became clear what the creature was. It hasn’t yet noticed them, yet, but by the mask, the boots, and the gloves were all ripped... so this pyro wasn’t human.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Creature From The Depths

It was a hot, humid summer night. The work was over and many were to be sleeping now. The Spies, and Medics were exempt from this of course. But a sort of… metal chain clanging against each other, and dragging across the ground, as well as banging against the chain fence. A growling suddenly came through, and then, ripping of the chain fence, before a splash was made into the waters of Teufort. Whatever it was was sizable, and it woke a Scout up, as well as a Sniper, and brought one of the Medics over. They all looked at each other in confusion.

@ask-fem-snipes

[ask-fem-snipes]

“The Hell…” mutters the Sniper, sitting up and adjusting her sun glasses on to her hat. Tarlae McKenny stood up and walked over to the group gathered. “Okay-what the Hell did THAT to a chain link fence?” She asks, utterly stunned.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Medic and the Scout were busy fussing over what the hell was making noise and just what had stumbled into 2Fort. When they heard Tarlae say something about the fence they both paled and looked over.  “I don’t vant to vake anyvone else up but ve need to check vhat’s down zhere.” “Are you freakin’ kiddin’ me? And get torn to sheds?!” Now the two were bickering back and forth, as water splashed, growls bellowed and meat was ripped apart, all sounds able to be heard from the sewers. It sounded like bone too was crackling from pressure of whatever was biting.

[ask-fem-snipes]

This caught the Fijian’s attention. “Either of you have a light?” She asks, looking into the sewers. “I’ve got m’ arrows.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

Both of them turned their heads to her, and looked concerned. “As zhee designated healer avake und on alarm at zhis moment, I vill not allow jou going down zhere by jourself. I know jou can handle quite a bit, but ve’re going against zhee unknown.” The Medic grumbled. “But, yes, I do.” The Medic handed it over to the Sniper, no problems. “Uh, you uh, sure you can handle this? Not to insult you but, whatever it is, ain’t pretty.” It seemed the Scout was a bit of a paranoid worrier.

[ask-fem-snipes]

“Yes,” The sniper says, accepting the light. “You wanna come?”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

They both looked at each other then nodded, the Scout going and grabbing a few med-packs and his scattergun, and the Medic grabbing his syringe gun.  The noise stopped suddenly, and in it’s placed, it filled the air with silence. And tension.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Creature From The Depths

It was a hot, humid summer night. The work was over and many were to be sleeping now. The Spies, and Medics were exempt from this of course. But a sort of… metal chain clanging against each other, and dragging across the ground, as well as banging against the chain fence. A growling suddenly came through, and then, ripping of the chain fence, before a splash was made into the waters of Teufort. Whatever it was was sizable, and it woke a Scout up, as well as a Sniper, and brought one of the Medics over. They all looked at each other in confusion.

@ask-fem-snipes

[ask-fem-snipes]

“The Hell…” mutters the Sniper, sitting up and adjusting her sun glasses on to her hat. Tarlae McKenny stood up and walked over to the group gathered. “Okay-what the Hell did THAT to a chain link fence?” She asks, utterly stunned.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Medic and the Scout were busy fussing over what the hell was making noise and just what had stumbled into 2Fort. When they heard Tarlae say something about the fence they both paled and looked over.  “I don’t vant to vake anyvone else up but ve need to check vhat’s down zhere.” “Are you freakin’ kiddin’ me? And get torn to sheds?!” Now the two were bickering back and forth, as water splashed, growls bellowed and meat was ripped apart, all sounds able to be heard from the sewers. It sounded like bone too was crackling from pressure of whatever was biting.

[ask-fem-snipes]

This caught the Fijian’s attention. “Either of you have a light?” She asks, looking into the sewers. “I’ve got m’ arrows.”

[sooshies-rps-archived]

Both of them turned their heads to her, and looked concerned. “As zhee designated healer avake und on alarm at zhis moment, I vill not allow jou going down zhere by jourself. I know jou can handle quite a bit, but ve’re going against zhee unknown.” The Medic grumbled. “But, yes, I do.” The Medic handed it over to the Sniper, no problems. “Uh, you uh, sure you can handle this? Not to insult you but, whatever it is, ain’t pretty.” It seemed the Scout was a bit of a paranoid worrier.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Creature From The Depths

It was a hot, humid summer night. The work was over and many were to be sleeping now. The Spies, and Medics were exempt from this of course. But a sort of… metal chain clanging against each other, and dragging across the ground, as well as banging against the chain fence. A growling suddenly came through, and then, ripping of the chain fence, before a splash was made into the waters of Teufort. Whatever it was was sizable, and it woke a Scout up, as well as a Sniper, and brought one of the Medics over. They all looked at each other in confusion.

@ask-fem-snipes

[ask-fem-snipes]

“The Hell…” mutters the Sniper, sitting up and adjusting her sun glasses on to her hat. Tarlae McKenny stood up and walked over to the group gathered. “Okay-what the Hell did THAT to a chain link fence?” She asks, utterly stunned.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Medic and the Scout were busy fussing over what the hell was making noise and just what had stumbled into 2Fort. When they heard Tarlae say something about the fence they both paled and looked over.  “I don’t vant to vake anyvone else up but ve need to check vhat’s down zhere.” “Are you freakin’ kiddin’ me? And get torn to sheds?!” Now the two were bickering back and forth, as water splashed, growls bellowed and meat was ripped apart, all sounds able to be heard from the sewers. It sounded like bone too was crackling from pressure of whatever was biting.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

The Creature From The Depths

It was a hot, humid summer night. The work was over and many were to be sleeping now. The Spies, and Medics were exempt from this of course. But a sort of... metal chain clanging against each other, and dragging across the ground, as well as banging against the chain fence. A growling suddenly came through, and then, ripping of the chain fence, before a splash was made into the waters of Teufort. Whatever it was was sizable, and it woke a Scout up, as well as a Sniper, and brought one of the Medics over. They all looked at each other in confusion.

@ask-fem-snipes

[ask-the-warden-tos-blog]

Starter!

@sooshies-rps

A songbird tittered somewhere high in the trees as the warden strolled into the town square, his sights set on taking a particularly long mid-afternoon nap. Most would scorn such a careless thing, especially with the endless heaps of work to be done around Salem. Nonetheless, this was his time after all and once he took into consideration everything he’d been through… a nap was the /least/ he deserved for his troubles. Perfect weather for it too! And his favorite bench was available-

He eased himself down, surveying the area around the gigantic town square and the rather small amount of people doing their daily runs.

People often took advantage of clear weather in his old town… why did they choose to lurk inside in this one? Was the threat of murder /that/ threatening it kept people from simple joys like.. - he glanced at the heel of his boot, hearing a squelch from below his feet - stepping in piles of muck. Nevermind. They had the right idea.

Determined to keep his mind away from anymore questions before he truly got carried away, he leaned back on the wood and let his eyelids flutter.

Then, - just as the man was about to doze off - his peripheral vision managed to catch an eyeful of someone lurking on his right side.

Well, that nap would have to wait. No person was to enter Salem without a paper trail behind him, and Nathan would’ve certainly remembered this guy. Gray, slicked back hair. A red jacket and a dominant posture. Extremely contrarian to most of the townsfolk with their rather modest wear. Almost as though he wanted to stand out.

Interest piqued, Nathan slouched into his earlier position at the front of the bench and sleepily rose up.

Maybe he /had/ just glossed over the guy’s page too quickly. Or perhaps-

The warden’s curiosity won out and he meandered towards the newcomer, his mouth already attempting to throw together some overdone line of small talk.

❝Hello there, sir. I don’t believe I’ve seen your face around town before-❞

He tripped and fell face first into the cobblestones.

[sooshies-rps-archived]

When the other heard footsteps behind him he reached in his coat jacket. Although he more often wore his white suit jacket, red tie and black dress shirt, this time he had a red suit, a white dress shirt, and a black bowtie. His hair was not grey, perhaps a part of Nathan’s imagination… it was reddish, although, he still decided to have it sliced back. White streaks in his hair, defining age. He also had quite the stubble on his neck. He did indeed have a dominant posture. “Afternoon, sir. Whom might you be?” He asked, the same time the other asked their own question. “Ahaha, I’m the mayor, it’s nice to meet you!” He… .acted like a mayor, putting his hand out to shake. If only the other knew he was anything but a mayor…

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The jailor gave a nervous chuckle after his spill and extended a hand to meet the other man’s. Unfortunately, it seemed he had developed a knack for screwing first impressions up lately. ❝Oh! I’m Jonathan, this town’s uh.. resident.. warden! Or jailor if you prefer to call it that-❞ He chirped without a beat, brushing off the remainder of dirt on his pants. ❝You’re one of the co-mayors, I presume? It’s lovely to meet your acquaintance.❞ Granted, the suddenness of a mayor appearing with zero precedent beforehand did carry a strange air about it… although he definitely wasn’t in the position to judge. Salem had an abundance of odd customs and for all he knew there could be 40 mayors if the situation demanded it.

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He happily shook the other man’s hand, smiling. It was a small smile, and his age lines were showing. The other was a-ok as far as first impressions went.

“Ah, nice to meet you, Jonathan. Glad we’re on the same team.” He was glad to have met the person who could’ve easily helped kill those evildoers, though, the warden could also put innocents to death, but it was unlikely. “Yes, yes I am. Trying to lay low, considering who knows who’s watching… especially if it’s one of those evildoers… aha, the name’s Corneilo, but everyone just calls me Mazzi. Old nickname from high school, y’know?”

He had to keep low. He couldn’t let the other know. He had a terrible secret. His sudden appearance was to keep everyone else from targetting him. “Aha, I heard that the Town needed a bit of extra help. So I came to provide a little bit of assistance.” He kept his smile, just widened it a bit. “Aha, one of the previous times I was here I ended up being shot by a vigilante. Thank god the doctor healed me back to perfect health in the nick of time!”

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Looked like the vicious mayor and doctor rivalry was a recent thing, then. Judging by the sheer amount of animosity between the two roles he could’ve sworn there must’ve been some old clan squabble that went back ages! ❝..Terrible. Guy should’ve been fired on the spot.❞ He shook his head, all too familiar with the experience of being targeted by other townies and neutrals with issues they desperately needed to work out. ❝I can promise the place has changed plenty at least, although not for the better. Lots of neutrals flooding in this year and without anyone else trying to help out, we’re swarmed..❞ The jailor jerked a thumb behind his back, gesturing towards a group of oddly-dressed people talking amongst themselves outside the local pub. ❝'There’s even this idiotic masquerade shindig they’re planning so they can get the remainder of the townies here to kick the bucket.. gotta say it’s real commendable for you to assist us with our town in this bad of a state.❞

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“Mmm yes well, he was a bit shook from that experience but, he helped to eliminate a few of the mafia back in the day.” He kept a smile up, and seemed professional.  “Mmm, is that so? Such a shame. Especially with the Mafia after as, the neutrals would only make things worse for us, but of course... they could end up targeting a mafia member, who knows? And I heard from the town’s investigator that the Coven has arrived too? Or have they not grown in numbers yet? Perhaps was I misinformed in anyways, warden?” He seemed friendly, almost too friendly. “Oh, yes, well, I’m sure you would think of it unwise for me to go, I think it would be best if I do, if we find an evildoer, we can put them down on the spot. And I promise to work with you on finding them.” He crossed his arms. “It is despicable for anyone to want to disturb this town and even more so for someone to want to kill. But, that was back when the days were peaceful. I miss those days. But if we want this town to become peaceful again we have to work together. I suspect the Mafia are laying low. And if the Coven are here, I suspect they do the same.”

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A songbird tittered somewhere high in the trees as the warden strolled into the town square, his sights set on taking a particularly long mid-afternoon nap. Most would scorn such a careless thing, especially with the endless heaps of work to be done around Salem. Nonetheless, this was his time after all and once he took into consideration everything he’d been through… a nap was the /least/ he deserved for his troubles. Perfect weather for it too! And his favorite bench was available-

He eased himself down, surveying the area around the gigantic town square and the rather small amount of people doing their daily runs.

People often took advantage of clear weather in his old town… why did they choose to lurk inside in this one? Was the threat of murder /that/ threatening it kept people from simple joys like.. - he glanced at the heel of his boot, hearing a squelch from below his feet - stepping in piles of muck. Nevermind. They had the right idea.

Determined to keep his mind away from anymore questions before he truly got carried away, he leaned back on the wood and let his eyelids flutter.

Then, - just as the man was about to doze off - his peripheral vision managed to catch an eyeful of someone lurking on his right side.

Well, that nap would have to wait. No person was to enter Salem without a paper trail behind him, and Nathan would’ve certainly remembered this guy. Gray, slicked back hair. A red jacket and a dominant posture. Extremely contrarian to most of the townsfolk with their rather modest wear. Almost as though he wanted to stand out.

Interest piqued, Nathan slouched into his earlier position at the front of the bench and sleepily rose up.

Maybe he /had/ just glossed over the guy’s page too quickly. Or perhaps-

The warden’s curiosity won out and he meandered towards the newcomer, his mouth already attempting to throw together some overdone line of small talk.

❝Hello there, sir. I don’t believe I’ve seen your face around town before-❞

He tripped and fell face first into the cobblestones.

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When the other heard footsteps behind him he reached in his coat jacket. Although he more often wore his white suit jacket, red tie and black dress shirt, this time he had a red suit, a white dress shirt, and a black bowtie. His hair was not grey, perhaps a part of Nathan’s imagination… it was reddish, although, he still decided to have it sliced back. White streaks in his hair, defining age. He also had quite the stubble on his neck. He did indeed have a dominant posture. “Afternoon, sir. Whom might you be?” He asked, the same time the other asked their own question. “Ahaha, I’m the mayor, it’s nice to meet you!” He… .acted like a mayor, putting his hand out to shake. If only the other knew he was anything but a mayor…

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The jailor gave a nervous chuckle after his spill and extended a hand to meet the other man’s. Unfortunately, it seemed he had developed a knack for screwing first impressions up lately. ❝Oh! I’m Jonathan, this town’s uh.. resident.. warden! Or jailor if you prefer to call it that-❞ He chirped without a beat, brushing off the remainder of dirt on his pants. ❝You’re one of the co-mayors, I presume? It’s lovely to meet your acquaintance.❞ Granted, the suddenness of a mayor appearing with zero precedent beforehand did carry a strange air about it… although he definitely wasn’t in the position to judge. Salem had an abundance of odd customs and for all he knew there could be 40 mayors if the situation demanded it.

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He happily shook the other man’s hand, smiling. It was a small smile, and his age lines were showing. The other was a-ok as far as first impressions went.

“Ah, nice to meet you, Jonathan. Glad we’re on the same team.” He was glad to have met the person who could’ve easily helped kill those evildoers, though, the warden could also put innocents to death, but it was unlikely. “Yes, yes I am. Trying to lay low, considering who knows who’s watching... especially if it’s one of those evildoers... aha, the name’s Corneilo, but everyone just calls me Mazzi. Old nickname from high school, y’know?”

He had to keep low. He couldn’t let the other know. He had a terrible secret. His sudden appearance was to keep everyone else from targetting him. “Aha, I heard that the Town needed a bit of extra help. So I came to provide a little bit of assistance.” He kept his smile, just widened it a bit. “Aha, one of the previous times I was here I ended up being shot by a vigilante. Thank god the doctor healed me back to perfect health in the nick of time!”

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The Spy girl was only just coming through. Her head pounded and a sour taste was in her mouth; she had been drugged. "Nnngh..." she groaned groggily. (Ask-Fem-Snipes)

A figure was in the darkness. “Ahhh, jour vaking up. Gudt. Jou und jour team have been more zhan a minor inconvenience to me. I zhink it’s time I pay it back vizh interest.Too bad jour mentor’s not around to save jou zhis time….such a shame.” The figure cackled. rubber gloves could be heard. “Vell, zhis is vhat jou get for messing vizh me. Since jou have information I vant, eizher ve can do zhis zhee easy vay und jou tell me or ve can do zhis zhee hard vay und I’ll force zhee information out of jou.”@ask-fem-snipes

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Leslie’s eyes widened. The RED Medic. The black haired woman attempted to sit up, desperately. “I won’t talk,” she hisses, glaring at the medic’s general direction.

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“Zhat is a very unvise choice Leslie.” His sadistic grin told her all she needed to know. “Seems jour going to give it to me zhee hard vay.” He took her hands first and nailed them to the chair she was tied to. Her neck was then restrained, thanks to a leather strap, much like something on a gurney. He made sure she wasn’t going to have the chance of escape.

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The black haired spy grit her teeth in pain as nails were driven into her thin hands, taking harsh but even breaths. “You captured-*huff* the wrong Spy,” she teases. “I took resisting torture twice.” The woman grins cockily at this knowledge, reminding herself she had seen some shit.

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“But jou haven’t gone zhrough vhat I’m about to do. No vone could prepare jou for zhee type of torture I deal vizh.” That sinister laughter and that glare, and grin. The grin, the laughter, the glare of a mad man. He restrained her head from moving at all, and it also had her breathing be a bit tougher. She could still breathe, but it was just… harder with the chain around her neck, securing her head in place. He looked over to his able of utensils. “First, perhaps I could take a look at jour insides. Jou vould make an excellent specimen.” he picked up a syringe, pressed it a little and flicked it twice. Whatever it was in the syringe it would increase the pain she felt and would feel tenfold. He injected it right into her neck.

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The woman grits her teeth in pain, tensing. “Bring it…” she says, spitting into his face.

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When she spit into his face, he shook her head. “Und I zhough jou spies vere more dignified. Guess jou’re just like zhee bushmen jou hate after all.” He remarked. Then he went back to his table of utensils and picks out the scalpel. Then back to her, grabbing at the mask and tearing it, as if that was his plan to get it off. He was thinking on what could he do to make her regret her decision. Then he remembered. Yes the serum. The serum of his new experiment.

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The girl had a soft pale face with piercing green eyes, and her cheeks flushed at her moment of childishness. She mumbled something, before noticing the Medic’s gaze on the syringe. She had a saving grace. “Poison?” The woman sounded amused. “Honestly, for being the mad scientist I know you are; you honestly didn’t think you’d get this far.” This woman’s voice is manipulative. Ever so slightly tugging at the back parts of the mind.

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“Oh please. Zhis is anyzhing but poison. Zhis is…. a new experimental serum.” He chuckled, taking the syringe and injected it. It would’ve only hurt a little bit had he not injected the increasing pan serum earlier. But now it should’ve felt like she was on fire just from the syringe. Once all of the serum was injected into her, he stepped back, waiting for the change in the DNA to happen. To turn her into some sort of splice. Her DNA would be merged with that of a Dusky Shark’s.

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Leslie grits her teeth, clenches her fists and toes trying to not let out a scream of pain-only letting out a low grunting wheezing sound as her skin burns. It feel much deeper, and when she opens her eyes one of them is a slit.

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“Ahh, it’s vorking fas zhen I intended!! Perfect!” He unrestrained her only to throw her into a large tank. He chuckled and watched the rest of the way.

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Leslie panicked for a few short minutes-being unable to breathe as pain blinded her a little. Choking-she had the urge to inhale water. She tried to stop it-but did so. The relief was a cause of shock as she felt her neck, and learned she has gills.

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“Zhere ve go. Much better now, ja? Jour suit vill be torn, not sure how jou’ll feel abou zhat, und, vell, jou’ll lose zhee ability to vander on land… oh vell, not my problem.”

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Leslie’s face turned deep pink as she felt the back of her suit start to tear, and her body change. She looked around-hoping to hide herself when she remembered; he took her knife. Not the cloak. The Spy removed the watch from her pocket, and flicked on the cloak, swimming into a corner of the tank.

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He chuckled at her vain attempt. “Jou realize jou’re still not getting out of here, at least, not alive…. right? It doesn’t matter if I’m zhee vone zhat kills jou or some ozher mercenary freaks out und kills jou. Jou von’t leave alive. Not unless… jou give me zhee information I’m looking for.” It seemed he didn’t care what gender the other was, as if unfazed. He heard footsteps approaching the door and grabbed his syringe gun, in case her mentor decided to… show up.

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Leslie was shaking, holding her top over her thin chest. She listened as well, praying it wasn’t her teacher. “Yo Doc!” It was scout.

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He still held the syringe gun, up just in case. “Was? Vhat do jou need to interrupt my vork for?!” He knew that her mentor could disguise and probably thought the other would in order to get into the medibay.

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“I broke my arm you old ass!” The young man yells through the door

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“Und, how? Did jou do somezhing stupid…. again?!”

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“No!” The Bostonian yells sounding insulted. “I was doin’ something frickin’ awesome!” He says, flexing before wincing. “C'mooooon let me iiiiiin.”

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“How do I say zhis? Medics don’t heal Scouts. Piss off.”

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“Aw cmon doc!” The scout complained, trying to pull the door open. “Doooooc! Doc doc doc doc doc dooooooooc!”

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“I don’t zhink jou vant to be a lab rat, do jou?” He threatened the Scout. “Zhen go avay und bozher somevone else.”

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“You are the biggest cunt,” the scout insulted. Leslie’s cloak ran out and she squeaked in embarrassment. Her legs were now a tail and her top and suit had been torn to shreds as she overs her chest with her thin arms. The Spy girl is shockingly thin.

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“Vell, considering jour mozher und fazher veren’t married, jou’re quite zhee bastard child.” When Leslie’s cloak ran out he admired the work, though he was considered as to why the other didn’t have octopus dna, he knew he used the one for octopus dna…. either which way, the work was done…

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The little girl blushed angrily covering her chest as tears fell from her eyes. She had trained herself to resist pain-not this.

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The Medic rubbed his eyes for a moment, very tired. He hadn’t slept in so long, so how did he manage to be awake now?