🤖Scorched Earth (RP)🌎

[as the thread's creator, I use the power invested in me to say that the past few pages never happened, and anyone talking about them furthermore shall be put to death]

[ Ok ]

[back to the facility, spec op people are clearing out the rooms Infront of you it's kinda ruined, now go and RP]

Mustard looks around for any weaponry he knows how to use, all the while looking at the ruins with slight fright and curiosity.

[ Exquisite character ya got there my friend. ]

The walls are made of brick, with spills and wires and fallen ceiling lamps everywhere. You can swear you see a shadow zipping past.

“What happened here?”

There seems to be a bit of a kerfuffle, a disturbance about something the Spec Ops found.

"We found the missing troopers, command."

Inside the room is a broken skylight, bigger than the other rooms. The bodies of the Downpourian fire teams are hung on hooked chains, with a painted green eye on one of the back walls.

Ato's hand clenches around her plasma pistol.

"Oh. Oh no."

"That means......if we take into account.......there's a Servitor right h-"

Further into the facility there's a cry from a Spec Op.

"Contact! Hostile! It's-"

Mustard clenches the bow he crafted earlier.

The Factory of Probable DOOOOOOOOM

The Creature lunges out of the darkness, carrying with it a severed Spec Ops head. The rest of the team open fire, except for Ato, who whirls around just in time to see another Spec Op get their neck snapped by the Yuleman.

The Creature takes the incoming waves of bullets with stride, each one ripping a hole through it's body, but outpaced by the rapid regrowing of tissue, muscle, flesh, and skin. It scurries to the side of the Yuleman.

"Ah.........you who defies.........the Overseer and.....their agent. I shall......put you down......and sacrifice your blood in the name of the Eye!"

The Yuleman: Servitor Sleeper Agent

• Tall
• Covered in clothing
• Wide Brimmed Hat
• Gloves

The Creature: Rabid Eldtrich Dog

• Shadowy
• Regenerative
• Big Teeth and Claws
• Quick

*helo

The Yuleman slips off their gloves, revealing long, spindly, needle thin mechanical fingers.

Vainor draws their sword.

"Go, take care of that creature, I'll deal with this discount Servitor."

The Creature is busy gnawing on the skulls of one of the Spec Ops while a Spec Op with a minigun desperately punches holes through the Creature's flesh with gunfire.

[ I really don’t know what to do so uh add a frying pan to Mustard’s item list ig ]

Mustard tries to sneak behind the Creature, frying pan clutched in trembling hands, with a mix of horror, disgust, and determination in his eyes.

I have no clue what is happening.

[two people arrive from outside universe, giant Attica spaceship also appears for the same reason bc some signal, fight off robots, go and see that signal inside facility, some leftover government guys are also investigating, there are two weird looking guys who are now a bossfight]

The Creature's head snaps 180 degrees at the sound of approaching prey. Their body then also snaps 180 degrees, and lunges at Mustard.