You set up the trap with the biobombs and then order everyone back. You wonder how you are going to open the door, but Theresa waves her hand, opening the door.
A great deluge of noise comes forth, and the wall is nearly ripped apart by the sheer quantity of bullets. Then the bombs explode.
You hear the administrator shout off what could very well be every single swear word in the English language. Still, she seems unimpeded.
A loud metal clanking comes closer and closer. When it turns the corner you see what it is.
She has a sort of suit on, with a minigun-like gun on one arm. Where one minigun barrel would be, there's a collection of 4 barrels. You figure this must be the feared maxigun.
You throw some armored zombies on the gun, she quickly rips them apart with it, but then the barrels seem to misfire. The gunk from the Biobombs is doing a number on it.
Diane charges forward with the knife, and quickly slices at the huge gun. It only goes halfway, before Diane is punched away, dropping her knife.
The admin seems ready to do the same to you, but Whisper extends both hands again and the robot seems to malfunction for a moment. You quickly grab Diane's knife and ram it in the middle of the robot, furthering the malfunction.
Then you cut in the arm part. You only get halfway, but manage to hit her arm. The piece is exposed.
You chomp down on the exposed piece.
You hear her scream, and then she opens up and emergency hatch on the back of the robot and rushes to her office. You follow, slowly. You just walk towards her, head lowered. You can't seem to help but smile with your blooded mouth.
Your knife is dripping blood.
*Drip* *Drip* *Drip*
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The admin runs to her office, screaming.
Oh gods, oh gods! I can't believe this! She holds her bitten arm. This isn't possible, I deserve better! I- I have to be immune! Wait, yes! of course! Of course I'm immune! Hahaha, the others turned almost instantly! I haven't, I must be-
*Drip* *Drip* *Drip*
She turns towards the hallway. A man holding a knife, dripping with blood is walking towards her. He's smiling, showing his bloody teeth. She quickly closes and locks the steel doors.
What was that thing!? It walked normal... It had blood around it's mouth though, so... Is it the leader? That's not possible, zombies can't think or...
Oh god, it wasn't an accident, was it! This can't be happening this can't be-
*CLANG* A clear sound of metal hitting metal is heard, and then the sound of metal giving way.
The woman looks up from her desk, seeing golden eyes looking at her through a hole in her solid metal door!
Oh dear gods!
*Drip* *Drip* *Drip*
How is this possible?! What kind of demon is that thing? Why is this happening? How, WHY?
*CLANG* More metal giving way. Some blood from the knife enters the room.
NO! PLEASE! I don't deserve to die yet!
A final cut, and the hole is large enough for him to reach through and press the button next to the door. It opens.
It walks towards her.
Please, I'm a good follower of the 35! Whatever sin i commited, please, let me atone! Let me atone!
*Drip* *Drip* *Drip*
She tries to scamper away into a corner, holding herself in fear. She starts crying. Her! the strong administrator who managed to accomplish so much!
I did so much! So much good! why is this happening?
The knife gets throw on the floor, it goes through, leaving it staying up
The demon smiles.
He throws her upon her, biting. She tries to keep it away. Tries.
Her arms slowly wear out. She keeps up for as long as she can, but suddenly. She feels something wet on her shoulder.
The demon rips back. The administrator feels her neck. It seems to miss a bit, and her body feels wet from the blood.
Her last moments are spent looking into the demon's eyes. She seems to see her subject in it.
Her last thought was still: Why?
Well, now that that's done. WH4T NOW?!
Health: Better.
Energy:that point where you are yawning but aren't really sleepy yet.
Armor: Bulletproof vest, strong pants, good stompin' boots, Helmet.
Infectivity 31%
Hunger: Fed.
Durability level 2.5
Inventory:4 Biobombs. 28 worms.Smith & Wesson Model 500 (loaded), 10 .50 caliber bullets, 4 ammo boxes of .50 cal ammo. MP5SFA3, 4 clips.
Gun experience: Can hit stuff.
Safe-house security:None.
Rage: Used for today.
90-ish normals ,29 armored, 10 actors,Snowflake, One Banshee, one Giggleman. Blood-wing. 1 brute, one crawler.
Closest Friend: Diane (wounded?)
Friend:Bennie
Savior: "Theresa's Whisper"
Paternal relationship: Katey.
Broken hostages:Sasha Kriloff.(away)
Tried something new here. Hope it doesn't end up silly.