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Post by Kray on Jul 3, 2009 3:00:45 GMT -5
((OOC: For Lab Rat Pack Members ONLY))
((OOC: Right now I have Radio, Lexington, and Amarillo going all at once. I hope to get the two brothers out of here pretty soon. Maybe they can get stuck behind or somehow separated from the others. Any ideas?))
There was the scrape of metal on metal as she shifted in her prison of freezing steel. The majority of her life had been spent strapped to a slab or behind these bars. She blinked drowsily and opened her mouth in a jaw popping yawn. Metal claws extended forward and out and made a horrid raking sound. It caused the mechanical ear to jar and quiver with the frequency and it shot painfully down into her other ear as well. Radio knew it was a sensation that she would never get used to, nor would she ever come to terms with the burning that often would flare up the left side of her face. An artificial paw raised up to her face and clanged off loudly. The slightest bit of sensation still remained in her robotic paw and she glared at it with disdain. If there was anything that she wished for it would be to have her own body back. Teeth shown dully in the dim light as she thought about the human that had put them there.
With a world that was blanketed in black it was not difficult for one to fall asleep. But when there was a noisy neighbor in the same room scraping about it made it rather difficult to snatch any sleep. It was hard enough to rest when the breathing of another dog could be considered raucous from 15 feet away. Lexington knew who was making all the noise just from the sound of her and he didn't make it any secret that her midnight scrapings were disturbing him. "Enough, no matter how much you bang it together it won't go away!" His voice resounded through the room in a displeased rumble. The other dog was young yet, she should have adapted to the experimentation by now, but she must have otherwise she would have died a year ago. As blind as he was he knew where every dog and every kennel was just by the sound waves that he was now able to listen to. Lex had his eye's stolen from him but he had not be left entirely handicapped. The thought was depressing and he flopped limply on his side.
A bitter tang and salty smell assaulted the nose of the third sleepless dog. Discontent hung heavily in the air and there was no way of escaping it. Sometimes Amarillo wondered if there was an off switch for his nose somewhere. Knowing what the humans had been meddling with then there was a very good chance that there was. His mind raced with the possibilities of what man was capable of doing, especially if they were left with tools and a room full of victims. There wasn't anything he wanted more to do than to plunge through the seemingly too small kennel that kept him confined. As he turned over plans for escape slowly in his mind he was disappointed that the one dog that he knew of with the power to escape was in even more secure confinement than he. Amarillo wondered about the other residents of the lab and what abilities they had been forced into. Certainly there were more with the abilities to bend bars or even to overpower the one scientist who had operated on every single one of them. His reverie was broken when he heard his brother's scathing reply to his friend's obvious discomfort. "The same could be said for you, you great curmudgeon. I recall that you my brother made far more noise when you couldn't see for the first time."
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Post by Teffi on Jul 4, 2009 12:43:13 GMT -5
OoC It is kinda long, but I needed a reason for why he was caught? Any hooots, the lines (---) is him in the actual lab. Blood and saliva splattered onto the hard, crusty sand. The sound of gun shots and shouts were heard on this dark, moonlit night as a dark figure was being followed by what appeared to be men in uniform. "We cant catch that bastard!" yelled one with a machine gun. "Dont worry, I'll catch that damn thing!" roared another on a super bike. And on went he with his motorcycle, vrooming his way toward the escaped beast. The figure seemed to be traveling up to sonic speeds, speeds that seemed impossible to be met by an animal. It stretched its body, covering a long stride with it's long body. As it did so, the sand was scooped from the ground and kicked back out what was behind. It's fur ruffled with the speed it was going, as he traveled quickly. The Silver Knight's ears twitched as it heard a motor coming his way, and instinctively, he made a sharp 360 degree angle, facing the man on the bike. A sneer crept from the wolf's long snout right before bolting toward the man. Quickly he bolted toward him, zig zagging as he did so. Bullets were aimed at the wolf, but due to his unpredictable zig zagging, it only appeared to graze his skin and causing almost non apparent injuries. A second pass, two seconds, and "CLOMP". The body of the man was left decapitated as his body was still on the motor traveling quick velocity. Turned out that the silver wolf had his powerful jaws around the biker's neck and chomped it off from the Haman's shoulder. Tooo easy thought the wolf as it landed, blood seeping from it's mouth. The humans glared at him in shock and frustration. Phoebus stood still, body rigid and low to the ground as if saying "Who's next?". Phoebus smirked a bit, seeing a helicopter emerge from the mountains. Piece of cake thought our hell hound as he turned around and ran toward a thick forest. The brute ran and ran, and as he did so, more adrenaline kept pumping. The adrenaline that was not so nice on the mind, the type that made one crazy. As he ran, he heard the sound of water crashing against rocks. Waterfall he thought, eager to do something thrilling. Slowly as he got close to the river, and instead of running through it, he thought about the time where a female dog was following him. Sometimes you just have to do what your instincts told you to do, in Phoebus' case, it was always. And so, the canine leaped off the ledge of a boulder and down into the depths of the waterfall's pool. The only thing that the wolf could remember was a sharp pain to his head and crimson. --- It was dark, and the scenery smelt of man made material..metal. How familiar Phoebus was with that material. Everything was cold, and dark..well if he wasn't a wolf it would have been. His orbs darted around and noticed he was in another cage. The animal instinctively jumped up to clash his body with what held him in, but a sharp pain pricked the bottom of his skull. "Fuck" he rasply growled, angry with everything. His body was forced to lay down, head on burnt out paws. The wolf's nose then caught scent of others. Ears perked as he finally heard scraping sounds. It looked as if he was sharing a room with three other canines..dogs? Phoebus wasn't too fond of his cousins, but after Stark had saved him in a near death experience, he found them more tolerable.
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Post by Kray on Jul 6, 2009 13:34:21 GMT -5
Before Radio could come up with a proper retort she was brought to attention by a banging and cursing of an unfamiliar dog. Her hackles raised subconsciously. Without rising from the steel floor she extended her long neck forwards and pressed her nose against a slab of Plexiglas. Her confines were more precautionary than most other residents of the underground laboratory. The piece of Plexiglas was thick and had a cluster of ventilation holes at the top to allow oxygen flow. Radio's see through barrier disallowed her from making any attempts at bending or damaging the bars in any way. By keen observation she had learned that the barrier would slide out of it's track when pulled from the right side and the cage door was on a reinforced hinge. The scent that she captured through the holes was a wholly rare one. It was a scent that she had only come across once in her life.
The initial banging of the wolf gave her the feeling that he must be knew to the underground chop shop, but then again, there were nights she had come awake and now known where she was. Radio decided to reach out a careful feeler of curiosity and leaned her now crouching body against the glass. "So it looks like another has come to join us in Living Hell." Perhaps it was a stinging comment, it had a sullen sound and it dripped sarcasm, but it lacked any note of a taunt.
The loud exclamation took Lexington completely by surprise and he had his own small collision with the side of his kennel as he shot to his feet. He concentrated hard and his head tilted to the left side. Whoever had made the collision had given him the best picture of that side of the room yet. As he scrunched his empty sockets together in concentration Lexington saw something that made him grin ironically. It appeared as if their captors had finally found someone larger than himself to play with. Lex rolled unseeing sockets towards the ceiling of his kennel and sat down with a sigh. If the other dog had a temper the size of his body then there was sure to be a snarling match. "Have tried to start a conversation without trying to piss somebody off,? Dumb puppy." The last was muttered and barely audible except to his brother in the kennel below him.
Amarillo was annoyed to have his musings disrupted by noisy neighbors. But the new voice that sounded out caught his interest. For the first time that night he decided to get a good taste of the air. Before he was even aware of it his nose was shoved between what space he was allowed between the bars of his kennel. So a wolf had come to join the ranks of the worlds forgotten refuse of canines. IF they were lucky perhaps this new addition had something that could work to their advantage. By the sound of his younger neighbor she was making an attempt at first contact. He was quite certain that her statement could have been less inflammatory. But then it was every dog to their own way of thinking and speaking. His brother being the horrible lunkhead that he was was perfect proof of this. "I apologize for the two lunkheads you just heard. We take it that your new here?" Hopefully he would be able to act as a counterbalance to the callousness of his friends.
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Post by Kana on Jul 7, 2009 16:42:46 GMT -5
"It's all about the game and if you can take it..."
[OOC: If you need me to change anything or if you have any suggestions just tell me. *pets Chizzy* This will be fun, him in action and all. Oh and as for ideas on how the brothers get seperated you can have a wall collapse or their cage metal get jammed up. Chize'l would be to busy playing to notice and the others will be fleeing. *shrug* Just some ideas.]
[/color] "A game. Is that what it is for me? Is that all that is left for me? Am I to be this weapon of science in a world of primitive violence. I am not meant to be here... I'm not meant to be alive much less here. In the eyes of reality I do not exist. In the eyes of the living I'm a hellion and a creature to be feared and slaughtered or studied and contained. No... I will not allow this to be my only path, my only future! I am Chize'l, the Hell Hound and the Primordial Weapon. I will do as I please when I please it. My demands shall be met and my peace uninterrupted. This world will learn to mold in my paws to look and behave as I dictate."
One glowing red eye snapped open at the sounds of thrashing. The other eye was unable to open due to the scar that dominated that side of Chize'ls face. He watched the wolf struggle in his cage with an amused smirk. Though the mutt had roused him from his dream Chize'l was relaxed. There was no point not to be seeing as each paw was chained to the floor and a muzzle held his jaws shut. His cage was at the end of the hall of Hell, and most certainly the largest. He was six foot nine inches at the shoulder and had enough muscle to crush a tank. The binds that held him however tightened the more he moved and strained... his instincts warned him to stay still until the time came. Maybe that time was soon.
"Quiet."
The dark voice of the Hellhound floated down the hall. He snorted at how strange it felt to talk with his mouth held shut. Chize'l looked at all the canines in the cages curiously. All small. All tortured. All hopeless. He had taken to sleeping after a fight with the Ohu dogs and had been captured during his nap. None of the humans had dared to remove him from his cage since to preform tests on him. They knew about the destruction he had caused at his birthplace, a similar lab to the north. Chize'l flexed his claws and narrowed his one working eye. The gray striped, dark red body quivered in excitment.
"No talk. Escape soon..."
His dark voice rumbled from the barely parted jaws. He chuckled ominously in full knowing that he could break his bonds and rip opn every cage in the building. Chize'l always did enjoy a friendly game with his human captors. They always made the best of play mates. Maybe if he set the other dogs free they would join him in the game? No, they'd run and leave him at the mercy of the game. Good thing Chize'l always won."...It's all about the game and if you can play it." [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]
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Post by Teffi on Jul 8, 2009 21:56:52 GMT -5
The eyes of one of the experiments were feeling heavy. So heavy, in fact, that not even a determined creature like Phoebus could fight the urge. As soon as his optics were shaded with the thin skin of his eye lids, his other keen senses upend. His sense of touch was so keen that even if some rodent was to rustle on by, he would have felt the little vibration of its tiny feet. His triangular shaped ears strained to catch the smallest sound of a pin drop. The sounds of the canines speaking to him just sounded like really loud shock waves, waves that pestered the wolf..but didn't care to do anything about it.
The stench of something familiar tickled its nose's leathery surface, so much that both of his yellow eyes busted away from its "blanket". The male quickly rose from his lay down position, ignoring the pain he experienced from the base of his skull. It would heal in no time anyway. He stood into a 5foot 4inch crouch, more than a third of his 6footed height.
Alone stood a large cage in the corner, away from the dogs. A figure, a wolven figure, weighed down by chains and a harsh looking muzzle. What was that thing? Even a wolf who has been through it all, or so he thought, was amazed to see what he was seeing. This wolf; creature looked to be one third taller then Phoebus' new body (Ziecine). Hell, forget about height, how much did that thing weight?. It probably weighed three times more than Ziecine's lean, lither body. Though he wanted to growl, there was something inside of the wolf that made him not go berserk. Was it because he looked like Phoebus, or was it because of its composure? He did not know why, but instincts told him two things: One- being that he looked strong enough to bust the iron bars down, and Two-though he looked strong, Phoebus knew he could probably take him. Remember, in Phoebus' world, only the fittest survived and he sure was fit.
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Post by Kray on Jul 11, 2009 2:52:01 GMT -5
There was a tension in the air that she imagined that she could slice right through with her unnatural claws. It was obvious enough to her that she would not recieve a reply from either of the hulking beasts that shared her space. She pushed herself upwards and stretched her paws out forward in a muscle relieving bow. Frequently tight muscles screamed at her and burned with the strain that she put them through. Her two foot by three foot space was simply not enough to keep any sharp minded dog cooped up in. This atmosphere was not conducive to a restful nights sleep or even to a small amount of exercise. "Quiet." Radio's ears instantly swiveled forward and her stretch was immediately forgotten.
As best she could she pressed an ear to the Plexiglas so as to hear as much as she possibly could. If there was anything important about to happen then she wanted to be in on it. "No talk. Escape soon..." A frown cast darkly over her features. It was far from the most well formed sentence that she had ever heard. And it was from the throat of an animal that she had never spoken to before. Whoever he was did not seem to have much of an interest in her, he was focused on the other large creature across from him. With a quick glace at both of them she was able to discern their imposing shadowy forms. Both of them out sized her by many times. Despite this she was only intrigued by their confrontation and was tempted to interrupt.
"Hey you! Are you really serious about getting out of here." Radio raised a paw and rested it on the Plexiglas. Experimentally she extended all four claws and clicked loudly against her opaque barrier. Unintentionally her claws peeled off thin strips of the Plexiglas. Her attention was taken away from the two large hounds. Escape. The word echoed through her mind and peeled away doubt from her mind as the Plexiglas had from her claws.
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Post by Kana on Jul 15, 2009 16:35:25 GMT -5
"It's all about the game and if you can take it..."
[/size] Chize'l disliked the wolf because of his instincts, but liked it for the same reason. Ever since he had escaped where he had been created his wolven instincts had come back sharp and strong. Only recently before his capture had he started feeling the need for a pack. That was the flaw of the primal world, that need for company and allies. Chize'l was not meant for the wild, he was a weapon of the future. Weapons do not need friends...
"You all... aid in escape."
His suggestion was more of a command, but it was hard to tell when anything he said meant through the muzzle. His voice was deep and rolling, only the emotion of anger and excitment could be sensed.
"Guard leave. We leave."
His one eye watched the door at the other end of the hall with quiet intensity. The head of a guard could be seen through the small window and the moment he left to switch shifts or use the restroom Chize'l would set in motion his plan. In case of emergencies when the scientists didn't want their creations dead, yet they didn't have time to evacuate they'd use one red button. A large red button next to the door that opened all of the cages at once. The vicious creature's lips turned up at the edges as he relayed images in his mind from the time he escaped. Chize'l could still hear the yells, feel the bullets, and taste the fear. Adrenaline pumped into his veins as the head disappeared. If he got shot down or blocked from the exit before he could hit the button he would need Pheobus to do it.
"Wolf. Press button if fail."
The muscled creature set to work in a mili-second. Every part of his body tensed and he began to lunge forwards. With each lunge there was a great groan of metal and leather as he fought against his bindings. Suddenly leather bands split into limp strips, metal turned to scrap, and Chize'ls entire weight slammed into the glass. An ear splitting alarm blared, raising the alert of a break out. Chize'l ignored the cuts from the glass and metal and started at a lurching movement, a hulking run towards the other end of the hall. Suddenly the door bust open with humans, sedative darts flying at him along with a few actual bullets. The brute stopped, unable to go forward and thrashed side to side. The glass fronts of nearby cages were shattered by his head and shoulders. Chize'l would need help with this job...[/color] "...It's all about the game and if you can play it." [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]
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Post by Kai on Jul 16, 2009 1:33:11 GMT -5
[Okay, here it goes.. Not really sure how Fu ended up there, so I'm just gonna wing it xD]
The sounds of others slowly began to awake her; it took while for her eyes to flutter open, but once they did, she wished they didn't. Quickly the pup jumped up to find herself in a rather small cage, much to her disdain. It wasn't a very impressive cage by most standers, just a cage for your average, every day dog, but of course, Fu wasn't your average everyday dog. She pressed her muzzle to the cage bars and let out an exasperated sigh; she didn't even remember how she ended up in this hell hole. But, she might as well get all good look around; closing her ruby eyes, the young dog fell deep into her mind. It didn't take long for the room to reveal itself within her "Mind's Eye." By far she was the most normal-looking creature within the room, all others appeared to, well, been changed. Her ears flickered as they caught the sounds of the other occupants; they all seemed to be talking about escaping. That idea thrilled her, for she was a wild dog, not meant to be caged up. And also, she didn't want to be changed like the others.
"I don't wanna be left behind!" she barked, before a deep voice sounded. This voice belonged to the creature that had first brought up the idea of escaping. What is he.. Planning? she thought, watching the large hellhound through her mind's eye. Then, suddenly her eyes snapped open; that damned creature was planning on breaking down the bars! That's not a very thought out plan, her thoughts growled, but before she could voice them, then alarm sounded. Its shrill noise caused Fu to flinch; and the sound of cages breaking caused a series of barking to erupt from her. Her cage was still happily closed shut. Maybe she didn't make herself known in time. Was she going to be left in this obvious hell hole?! Boy, she sure hoped not. The sound of darts and bullet flying made her begin slamming into the cage bars, but her small body wasn't even able to produce a dent in the metal. Dammit, dammit! her thoughts roared as she continued to charge into the cage door; it was fruitless and eventually she had to stop. Now what?! Now what?! ...Wait, that hellhound mentioned a button. The idea sparked and she thrust her muzzle between the bars and called out; "Push the button! Somebody push the button!" [Lame I know, sorry x.x]
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Post by Teffi on Jul 16, 2009 8:18:03 GMT -5
The wolf's eyes hardly ever left the large canine that layed at the end of the long hallway. He thought just about everything as he glued his orbs to it's body. Experiments he thought, referring to how the fellow wolf got so huge. As you see, Phoebus had been through a great ordeal of things, and most of those "things" involved experiments. The grayish-silver wolf cocked his head only a fraction of an inch, to get a different angle of this specimen. The canine came to realize that he actually admired his brethren, and quite frankly he found that shocking. The black wolf must have been through so much, just look at him!
Phoebus' gaze was interrupted when he caught a sent of another dog. Another one? Shockley thought the Silver Knight, looking at the young Akita that had begun to realize where she had been. If he wasn't so boring, he would've cracked a laugh, but instead his orbs darted back to the Hellion.
"You all... aid in escape...Guard leave. We leave."
Zienine had got that, even dipped his muzzle as if to agree with the red and black wolf. As you see, he was infarct a sort of servant, if you will. Well, more like a protector who did well with orders of those who were higher ranking then him. The wolf didn't think that his fellow, one eyes wolf was higher, but he did feel the excitement in his voice and that alone fueled his own roaring flames.
Phoebus took the time to look back at the dogs who were in his vicinity, making sure they got the other's orders and were ready to get physical. All the while he heard the Hellhound direct him to aid him if he fails. Now this almost made his medium fur stand on end. Oh how he loved to run around and fight, its what he lived for. It was the only thing he knew how to do.
You can only imagine how he felt, let alone looked, once the big "dog" got to work. It busted its bindings along with its cage and went straight their way. Whilst this was happening, loud bombing alarms pierced the silence. Zienine did not like this one bit, he almost whined since his hearing was sensitive. He held it in once he saw humans with weapons and darts. Shit he thought, wishing to help his fellow escapee out. What happened next was what made his blood, ooze with fire. The one eyed wolf had thrashed all the dogs', and his cage! As soon as the very first cracked was made, he threw himself from the glassed environment, cutting himself very mildly as he landed on all fours onto the other side. FREEDOM.
He turned to face the humans and their attacks on the hellhound. This made the wolf mad. In a flash [literally], Zienine jumped up on empty glassed cages, while in motion and faster then one can say "oh no", his jaws had been around the largest man of the group. With a mear turn of his head, his assassined sharped teeth and managed to behead the man. The other people were horrified and had already placed more distance between them and the attacking animal, but that didn't mean that they hadn't tried to attack for themselves.
Darts were shot at the silver wolf, but he knew from experience, if you were to rip those things off, you might have a shot, and thats what he did.
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Post by Kray on Jul 17, 2009 0:13:28 GMT -5
Every fiber tensed and quivered in pent up apprehension. If this really worked, then this escape would be the first taste of fresh air in a year. All that she had suffered in her short life had led up to this pivotal point of break out or die. This time instead of raising just one paw to the glass she put both paws up. Radio took in a deep inhalation of breath and then extended each claw. Finally these changes would work to for her rather than working for the humans who made her this way. With a fury born of desperation she slashed furiously at her confinements and after three strokes from each paw she shattered and shredded the Plexiglas into pieces. A misplaced stroke broke apart the mesh and her paws hit open air. Almost simultaneously Chize'l broke through is own cage and sent the fronts of other experiments cages skittering across the floor. The wolf was bleeding only slightly form the glass that he had just passed through.
Now that there was nothing stopping her from leaping from her three confining walls. It was as if icy fingers had grabbed her lungs and wouldn't let her breathe.
"Wolf, press button if fail." The wolves had been talking about the button that, if pushed, would set every single one of them free. Despite the need for swift action, Radio felt slightly irked that she had been excluded from any conversation. Then she shook herself as a new voice was added to the tension of the moment. Finally she shoved her head out and looked over to see that she and the retrievers were not the only dogs. An Akita was in her cage and beginning to become frantic. Apparently she did not have any memory of ever being brought to the lab. She recalled that the first time she had awoken in the lab that she never knew how she had gotten there. The question still plagued her to this very moment.
Screams tore shrilly through the air and Radio turned her head just in time to see a human head disappear into Ziecine's mouth. The sight and smell of blood spurred her into action. There was no way that she was going to lose on the opportunity gore a human or two. But there was one in particular that she wished to sink her teeth into. Then she saw him next to the red button that all of them sought for. A bald man in a white lab coat and small round spectacles. His eye's were cruelly narrowed to slits and his face was lined with a permanent scowl. The head scientist wielded a dart gun with the rest of the men. One man came at Radio with an aluminum rod held high. Without a single thought she dodged the swinging pole and sprung up towards his belly with fangs and claws bared. Her muzzle plunged into his stomach as well as her front claws. She pulled away muscle and flesh all in one go and found herself surrounded by intestines and bowels. "Let's get the hell out of here!" Her cry erupted from her chest as a baying howl.
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Post by Kana on Jul 17, 2009 13:14:15 GMT -5
"It's all about the game and if you can take it..."
[/size] Chize'l, after knocking the doors off cages and freeing Phoebus, began his charge again. This time he had Phoebus and Radio to aid him and with them killing he had time to get to the target. With a massive paw he swiped a person in a lab coat out of his way and his his large forehead he slammed into the red button. There was one loud ring and suddenly the sounds of metal against metal as locks unlocked and doors swung open. The various unnamed dogs jumped out, but they still had no where to run with all the turmoil at the door.
"Wolf. Small dog. Cover Chize'l."
He ordered gruffly before loping to the end of the hall where there were no cages on the wall. With a loud roar of a howl the hellhound slammed his weight into the cinderblocks. "Stop that Seraphim, he's trying to bust through the walls!" One of the scientests screamed with both fear and aggravation. It was shame his orders fell on deaf ears. All the guards were fighting for their lives against the small dog and massive wolf. Chize'l didn't hold back as he continued slamming into the gray wall and his strength was rewarded by the loud boom as the wall collapsed. Fresh air swirled into the hall way, the crisp night-time air was a relief to him... but this wasn't over. Chize'l looked back at the others fighting as unnamed dogs fled out the hole.
"Leave now!"
With that the bleeding creture lunged through the hole, his shoulders knocking a few stones loose to make room. They would be free so long as they could make it into the desert that the lab was built in. His maw twisted up as he knocked a hole in the outer wall that surrounded the lab easily. A chorus of howls was raised up as the other dogs flew out and scattered into the night. Chize'l turned his head to look for the wolf, concerned about his brother in arms. The Seraphim Hellhound lifted up his massive head and let out a massive howl that could have easily been mistaked for the roar of a dragon...[/color] "...It's all about the game and if you can play it." [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]
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Post by Kai on Jul 17, 2009 15:53:10 GMT -5
Everything went to chaos in a matter of seconds; and with a somewhat calm eye, she watched the bloody battle unfold. Unlike most of her age, she did not cringe as blood overflowed onto the hard floor as several humans were ripped apart. For the first time, she got a good view of all the other creatures; it seemed that she was the closed thing to "normal" in this place. Something that made her feel a bit out of place, for Fu had always been seen as "not normal" among her dog brethren. But as the seconds trickled by, the panic began to rise in her once more; though, she was able to control it better this time. Was she going to be left here? To be changed? I. Don't. Want. To. Be. Left! she thought, crashing into the cage door at each word; then suddenly, the buzzer sounded and her door was thrown open.
The akita pup rolled out and plopped onto the floor, slightly dazed, she looked around for a second. She heard that deep voice that voice again, and her head turned slightly in puzzlement; ...Am I the small dog? Slowly she stood up and watched as other canines fled for their lives, some were caught off guard by the humans and shot. Her ruby eyes narrow slightly, then the pup ran head long toward the first guard in sight. She wasn't strong in any sense of the word, but she was fast, and soon she was running circles around several guards as they tried, without much luck, to catch her. "Got to be faster then that!" she barked, having a grad time in this life and death battle field. But her fun ended when Radio's howl came to her ears; then the sounds of a wall crashing down. Quickly, she gave one look at the wall opening, then back at the out of breath guards, still trying to grab her. With an excited bark, she ran toward the guards and slipped under there legs as they cursed and started after her again.
This was becoming loads of fun, and Fu just didn't feel like stopping this fun; clearly, her priorities need some work. But as her pursers drew farther and farther behind her, the chase began to lose her interest; these people were slow, and she need a much more action packed chase. With a reluctant sigh, Fu turned around and headed for the newly-created exit. After dodging a few falling bricks, the outside air greeted the young dog. She expressed a few excited yips, then began a full out run, her jaws parted into a pant as she stretched across the open landscape. Suddenly, an ear-slitting roar stopped her in her tracks; the howl, or roar, or whatever it was didn't sound like it had come from any normal canine. Quickly her head whipped around as her vision began to blur; the view in front of her melted away and was replaced with darkness. Slowly, a light began to flicker, then began to take shape.. And what a large shape it was! After blinking a few times, her vision returned to normal, and she headed out toward the massive dog, a grin planted on her maw.
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Post by Teffi on Jul 17, 2009 17:21:44 GMT -5
Zienine could feel a very subtle affect that the dart had on him, it wasn't,however anything that would stop him from being himself. Once he pulled the darts that pierced his skin, he turned to see something different happen.
A little white and brown dog, that resembled a robot, dashed into action next. The wolf looked as she soared right into a human's stomach and basically turned it inside out. Phoebus cocked his head in admiration of the spunky dog. Both shared the same interest in disemboweling the "smarter" of the species.
The white and gray wolf stopped his admiration short when he heard metal scraping. The door! he thought astound that his fellow wolf managed to open the door using his head..literally. The silver knight rose his ears and sharply moved his head to face the others. It seemed like the two yellow dogs felt it would be safer in their confinement? Other dogs seemed to howl with excitement once the fresh air was exposed through the wall and off they went. The Akita pup even found it fun to tease the guards.
Zienine growled in frustration. Half of him told him to run free, away from this human made hell hole; however his other half yearned for some serious action. Action that would massacre those who had massacre his very own king!
With that and solely that in mind, the wolf turned back to the fleeing humans and was off at once! He extended his body and began to trot which increased quickly into a zig zagged bolt. Some guards shot at him, while others back faced him to run the opposite way. Though the wolf was quite fast, some bullets did manage to graze his face and shoulders. More blood spilled, which only made the brute more crazed. Sounds of the black and red wolf echoed in Phoebus' ears and in the building, which made him stop. He turned his head over his shoulder and noticed that he was the only canine left in the place. Well, looks like I'm alone he thought, before rolling harshly on the ground to dodge more of the men's attacks. Once he regained his footing, he leapt onto cracked cages. He leapted from one to another to another, until he got close enough to pounce onto those damned bastards. Jaws opened quickly as he launched himself into the closest man and tore his arm off. The wolf stopped, body low to the ground as he threw the arm off to one side and basically removed the man's face.
He stood there, slowly growing taller as he straightened his legs out. His tail swayed like a cobra about to strike as his head tilted down looking at the messed up cadaver. Hmm, imbecile,thought the beast, maw and snout dripping of crimson blood.
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Post by Kray on Jul 18, 2009 1:58:33 GMT -5
Radio imagined that she heard the cry of a demon that shook her to her very bolts. When she turned to glance and see what had caused the commotion she was impressed to see that it was no demon, but Chize'l. The one tossing orders about clearly had a right to as he shoved his head into the button that set them free. She had a new respect for the wolf that she had first thought was slow in the head. Slow to sentences he might be, but slow to action and decision he was not. And for that she would have to thank him if she ever got the chance to. Now was the time to get the retribution that she had been earning for a year of experimentation and pain.
She spat out the length of large intestine that hung from her jaws and moved and disentangled her paws from the guts. As she took in the scene in a matter of moments she cast about for Chize'l, Fu, and Zienine. They were the only other prisoners taking action against the humans whether it was by death or simply toying with them. Each of them had a paw in the action against the two legs and it was beginning to take effect. Radio found herself confused that the humans had hardly spared her a look and a man dead only a foot from her. It became obvious that she wasn't large enough to pay any mind and the wolves were taking up the majority of the humans attention. Then she remembered that there was a reason that she had remained to kill more humans.
A white coated form stood behind a wall of other humans firing off a rifle at Zienine and the other escapees. She stumbled in surprise mid stride to see that Zienine was returning whilst others were still fleeing. She flinched as she saw bullets entering his flesh and she lashed out at the nearest man with a gun. He did not see the dog below his eye line and cried out in agony as his left knee was clawed to the bone. Radio turned to the next human and used the same technique to disembowel him as she had the first one. It seemed that the claws and face that had been forced upon her were going to hurt the humans more than they were going to hurt her. She developed a rhythm for her mode of attack that led her to two more men and their dart guns. Now the humans began to acknowledge that a small attack was in their midst.
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Post by Kana on Jul 18, 2009 22:31:19 GMT -5
"It's all about the game and if you can take it..."
[/size] Chize'l was confused when Fu thounght she was the 'small dog.' He had been referring to Radio in specific, but then again... they were both small and living creature in the lab was smaller than him. Guess small is in the eye of the beholder. The massive striped beast stood by the hole in the wall, watching the harsh alarm lights cut through the black desert air. For a moment he wondered if Phoebus had fallen, but the wolf flew from the hole in the wall and attack the guards that were rushing to help any survivors. The two smaller dogs were missing until Fu follow the wolf. She originally looked as if she were running away like the rest until she ran towards him. Chize'l merely snorted as she ran over to him.
"Brave for small dog."
His deep voice was low, oddly sounding warm like a father crooning his child's good work. The single crimson eye lifted to watch the wolf fight more guards. He was certainly a beast to be feared, but to Chize'l he was a beast to be respected and allied to. For a moment his entire focus was on the sleek off-white shape, but a bullet to the shoulder shook him back to their time. The brute turned his head, seeing a man shaking in his boots with the gun he held making a loud rattle. Chize'l snorted and lowered his head to the man. For a moment the guy smiled, thinkin Chize'l was sparing him. He was not. His massive jaws opened and his neck extended. The man's entire head was swallowed up in the black depths of the Hellhounds throat. Blood splattered to the ground as the headless body toppled over. He picked up the gun in his jaws and crushed it satisfingly before tossing it aside.
"Wolf. Come and talk. I have much to express."
The brute purposely said "express" instead of "say." The reason was obvious to everyone who heard him speak. Chize'l wanted to learn more about the feroucious fighter and the instinct science had denied him told him to stay with the wolf... whether he wanted him to follow him or not. The gray striped, crimson red creature moved out of the hole in the outer wall, desert sand sucking up his paws. Shockingly Chize'l was far lighter than one would assume. He walked out across the sand, keeping an eye on Fu and... the same eye on everything else. It's hard to spare an eye when you one have one.
The air howled across the sand and into the hole he had created. It slithered through the labs like a snake and the shouts of survivors trying to find others could be heard. Chize'l wondered faintly where Radio had gone, she was a spunky creature and he didn't wish for her to meet her end so soon in her small life. Good thing he wouldn't loose any sleep over it either way. The only thing he cared for at the moment was Phoebus and himself. Otherwise he was dead to the world. His single eye loomed up to look at the massive moon... it had been at it's full glory the night before and in the very corner a sliver was missing. Chize'l scowled knowing he had missed the full moon in that disgusting place. Suddenly remembering he sat down sharply and lowered his head to his hind legs, the sharp fangs snapping off the remains of his bindings. Finally he was free...[/color] "...It's all about the game and if you can play it." [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]
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