You carefully creep closer to him, and he lurches over grabbing you by the wrist and bringing you down against him. He blocks your mouth with his hand and hisses.
"I'm Slayerhero90," he mutters in your ear. "They exiled me. The bastards of Int Sec are looking for me since day one. You don't escape the Community. Damn...what the hell are you doing here? Are you an escaped lunatic of sorts?"
You widen your eyes as you try to fight him off, but his grip is strong.
"Shh! Stop squirming! I'll let you go now, but don't scream, all right?" he hisses. You slowly calm down, nodding quietly as he removes his hand.
You look at the dirty man and bring a hand to your own mouth. It tastes like sh...
"What are you looking at?" Slayerhero remarks. "There's no toilet paper in the wilds...but it's a small prize to pay for freedom from the Community."
You have a lot of questions. What is the Community?
"The community...it's Bay12. Imagine a psychopath trying to play god, who creates a sort of psychedelic game whose ultimate purpose is the creation of a parallel world completely defined like a real one. The problem is the people who enjoy the game. It's tough, hard, there are dwarfs and magma but...it's the possibility of creating madness after sheer effort that makes the game enjoyable...and the community behind the game is mad. There are countless people. Some are wannabe politicians, others have psychopathic ideas of farming mermaids for profit...some wish to open a path to hell..." Slayerhero's voice lowers itself to a mere whisper.
What is Int-Sec?
"They are all mad. Those guys of Int-Sec? They're clones like Star Wars, only they've got the Space Marine armor part down to boot. They're worse than mad, they're literally Xenophobic. If you don't follow the rules, the laws, the decisions...they crack down on you like if 1984 was just a children's book. You get shipped out to their facilities, either to work as forced labor for all your life or as a lab rat. The Head of Science...he's mad. They're all mad, but he has the cake."
What is an Escaped Lunatic?
"They're people who wish to join the Community. You don't really think sane people would voluntarily come here, right?" Slayerhero replies. "They are lunatics...and they escaped from their madhouses all over the world to converge here..."
What the hell are those things in the water?
"Experiments. Genetic failures, the by-product of the radioactive nuclear reactors...take a pick. The water isn't safe. The air isn't safe. The land isn't safe. Nothing is safe in here!" he heats up as he speaks, before clasping both hands to his own mouth.
You want to cry, but you stifle your tears. It wouldn't do to make noise.
You give one last gaze at the Int-Sec squad. They're still there, but this time they are actually mounting a new sign on the road.
There are three Int-Sec guys. There's a jeep near their position.
You are close to SlayerHero...
Do you have more questions?
Or do you want to try something else?
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Topic: Bay12-The Country (RP) (Read 2403 times)