. Joyride || Jin Goo & Mark
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Crackle!
Flash!
Bang!
The noises echoed around Mark, loud yet muffled, almost as if he had put two cans against his ears and was trying to listen out of them. He was crouched down low in what you might call a “Spiderman” position, left leg bent up against his stretched out right leg, and all his balance being carried on his fingertips which were position right under chest. If you would have told him that he would be quite literally making his nickname come true, Mark would have scroffed at you and given a glare. But as of right now the only thing he cared about was not getting shot.
“I swear to god if one more person tries to hit me-” Mark was cut off mid-sentence as a red bullet shot past him, barely grazing his lower back. Cursing the gods, Mark shot up and jumped into mid-air, body immediately shifting into the grey mass known as his enigma form. Shooting up into the air, Mark whizzed left and right, twisting and turning as he dodged everything from blasts of fire to poison darts.
The simulation room truly was out to kill him.
Why it had chosen to be on a small rooftop, he didn’t know, but whatever the case the enemies around him were doing their darnest job at trying to push him off the edge of the building. He was doing a pretty good job in his opinion, a pretty good job at not getting killed. No matter how hard he tried, whenever he tried lashing out with one of his tentacles or sneak up behind an enemy, they always seemed to sense him and would shoot after him. It was becoming a hassle, forcing him to now keep dodging everything in an effort to not get hurt. Constantly keeping up the pattern, Mark began to ponder on the thought of just cancelling the entire simulation seeing as he was getting nowhere.
That is, until the door to the room opened.
