[The Murder Game Series] Murder: The Ties that Bind

[SirDerpingtonIV]

@Deeox2 "Greetings Delta, I am Spy," he said simply. He had no wish to use his real name with these people, as he was unsure if he could trust them. (I don't know his real name). "I see you have killed some of those... Things as well?" Spy asked, noticing the blood on Delta's drill. He pulled out his own blade, coated in blood. He put it back in it's place.

 

[Centurion_]

Claire crossed her arms over her chest, smirking over at this, Space Dandy, as he had so loudly proclaimed himself. "Thanks hotshot, you're not so bad yourself, though I gotta say, Elvis called.. and he wants his hairstyle back " She replied, trying to seem confident with her remark on the surface, although mentally, she was face palming quite hard. " Really Claire? That's the best you can come up with? " She thought to herself, she must have lost her edge since dealing with Steve back on Rockford Island.

"Who's Elvis?"


Dandy thinks he really has a chance with Claire.


"Who cares, we're talking about you here girl, not me."


He smiles and strikes a pose.

 

[Sovereign]

Remember Isaac... Nicole is Dead

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Isaac Clarke tore through the nightmare infested halls of... wherever. Ishimura, The Sprawl, the Terra Nova --did it really matter? They all blended together anyway, thanks to the horrid hallucinations of the Marker. The Brother Moon bombarded earth, Necromorphs sprouted by the hundreds, and all the engineer had ever known fell into the gaping maw of this unstoppable juggernaut.


Screeching, gargling, the shriek of claws grinding against metal --a chorus of doom to which Isaac learned to beat the drum. A freshly infected Brother rounded the corner in front of Isaac brandishing a pick. The engineer didn't even stop his stride, shoulder checking the infected man into the wall.


One. Two. Three. Four. Isaac rammed the edge of his plasma cutter into the man's head until it came apart. He didn't even recognize his own scream until his lungs begged for air.


No time to stop, he needed to save the world. Taking off again, he could feel the Marker imposing its will. The cracked and sparking vid screens came to life, the voices of dead friends and lovers screaming at him. Turning down a long corridor, he continued running --the walls lined with monitors. The voices screamed louder, the decaying faces on the monitors shaking the world around him.


The engineer clutched the sides of his head, squeezing his eyes tight.


"You're dead! All of you are dead! Shut up! Shut! Up!" He shouted, forcing his eyes open only to find that he now stood in a closed room, surrounded by vid screens. They flashed orange and red and white, faces morphing from decay, to necromorph, and back to human.


The volume continued to rise until it grew so intense that Isaac collapsed to his knees, clutching his helmet --practically tearing at the seams.


Silence.


No, not quite silence --not even close. Calamity in fact, but silence compared to the hell he'd just been.


The engineer pulled himself back to his feet, clutching his weapon. Brick and mortar? Concrete and asphalt? Something struck him as odd --more peculiar than usual. Tipping his head back he examined the sky. No space stations, no airborne advertisements, no fleet.


As smart as Isaac liked to believe he was, he could deduce that this was not another hallucination. His hallucinations tormented him, altered the world, showed him familiar things. This... he knew nothing of this.


Wandering into the street, his luminescent gaze swept the area. Apparently even here corpses littered the road. Was nowhere in the world --or perhaps worlds-- safe from apocalypse?


The armor and glow of his gear stood out, and inevitably brought unwanted attention. Still in a daze and trying to orient himself, a sharp pain drove at the back of his head and caused him to stumble forward. Whipping around he came face to face with a crazed looking individual --bald, with a black beard and a red, cross-shaped rash across his features. The assailant held a now very bent metal baseball bat.


"Ohohoho! Man who can take a hit like that must really be able to FUCK! You wanna FUCK me metal man?!" The crossed individual cackled.


A threat. This man was a threat, and oddly enough reminded him a great deal of an infected Brother Moon. The pieces fell together in short order --that many corpses in the street, a city falling apart. Whatever was happening here must have been an epidemic. At least he knew what to look for now.


Isaac clutched the plasma cutter. The weapon made quick work of just about anything, but the loud report would draw attention for blocks and blocks. The synthweave beneath his armored gauntlet creaked against Isaac's white-knuckle grip.


The lunatic lunged again, swiping the practically right-angled bat at him. Isaac jumped back, letting the bat pass before he closed the distance on the attacker. Smacking him in the chest with plasma cutter, he staggered the man. This gave him the opportunity to grab him by the arm --the arm holding the bat. Raising his plasma cutter like a cudgel, he slammed it into the top of the man's shoulder.


He didn't stop when he heard the bone break, or when he felt the tissue start to tear. Only when the limb had been torn off completely did he stop. Even then, adrenaline ripped through his veins --some panic even-- as the crossed man cackled on the ground, squirming and grinning like a fool.


The engineer raised his heavy boot and stomped the downed assailant.


"AGHH!" Isaac let out a battle cry in the heat of the moment. Again and again he mashed the man until he stopped moving. A sick feeling settled in Isaac's stomach --that man was no necromorph, but it felt no different to stomp him into paste.


Spattered, nay dripping in crimson, Isaac took off before he could attract more attention.


Hours. For hours Isaac fought his way through the chaos that seemed to have a chokehold on this place. In a moment of reprieve, he discovered a place eerily devoid of carnage. Pondering his options, he reflected on his past experiences:


Never look a gift horse in the mouth, but be prepared for when the shit inevitably hits the fan.


From the looks of it, the structure was a museum. Every so often he spotted movement inside, but no screaming and no carnage --it seemed to be in order.


With a healthy dose of caution, the three-time doomsday survivor took his first steps toward round four. Stepping up to the museum, he made his way to find out what kind of people were inside.

 

[Unusual Philosopher]

Columbus walked up to the doors of the museum, opening them as quietly as he could but still making a lot of noise as the gigantic doors slid across the ground. He first noticed the mammoth standing before him, and realized this must be some sort of history museum, as the banners and entrance sign had been tore to pieces. The sign however, was covered in some sort of white substance, Columbus didn't even want to dare guess at what it was. Columbus then noticed all of the people standing in the lobby. He looked at them all, some human some not. "Uhm, sorry for intruding." He made an awkward smile at everyone then went over to the first normal looking guy he saw.


@Leo Barnes


"Sorry, but could I may I ask, what is going on here?" He made the same awkward smile, but with a look of inquiry.

 

[Sandra]

Rin snarled loudly at the man as he was soaked with water.


"Don't do that! These are flames that don't go out!"


He would sigh and try to exclaim. "I am Satan's son.. So these flames are never going out!" He patted the mans shoulder, not hurting him with his flames.


"Most humans don't get this and can you get a doctor for this girl? She was attacked by those...things.." He would chuckle slightly and refer to the girl.


@The Gil

 

[Saturnice01]

@Leo Barnes[/URL]


"Sorry, but could I may I ask, what is going on here?" He made the same awkward smile, but with a look of inquiry.

I turn, raising my Vindicator, aiming to the open door, anticipating crossed, but instead I see a younger human male who's face is decidedly not crossed. I ease up, and walk over to greet him. "I'm Garrus, and you?"

 

[SuperChocoMilk]

Luke watched as the man in the red suit walked on, and shrugged. "I uh, guess not." Luke then began listening to the cop speaking, and stepped into the crowd. "Uh, excuse me. Excuse me. Sorry. Excuse me." He watched as another man ran out of a restroom, throwing it upon a fiery child. Luke stepped past them, and then ended up bumping into a man in a yellow costume. Ninja like. "Oh, uh, I'm sorry, didn't see you there."


@MozoWhittaker


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Clementine looked off to the side, shaking her head at the thought that the walkers are no more. Sure, it was good they were gone, but if they had been replaced with these monsters, then she'd prefer if the dead started walking again. "I was with my new group, and then I got this weird feeling. I blinked, and then I ended up here."

 

[LunarDiscord]

@Flaming Centurion


" Who's Elvis!? " Claire thought in surprise, managing to keep calm on the surface. This guy was


definitely a human, maybe just not from her time, or world for that matter. In any case, she had to keep playing along for now she guessed.


" Oh, really? And to who do I owe the pleasure of this conversation about me to? " She asks, watching with a small smile of amusement as Dandy strikes his pose, he must have practiced for something like this, then again he didn't seem like the type to do so.

 

[Deeox2]

@SirDerpingtonIV


Perhaps letting the drill sit in plain sight in the midst of normal human beings was a terribly bad idea. In the presence of the men with the faces covered in rashes, it was a different story. The drill disappeared behind Delta's back as he attempted to carry the conversation. Sinclair had once noted his quiet tendencies.


Quickly shuffling through the research data, he found the page. "They are diseased. Death still comes as natural as it does to normal men as it does to them."

 

[Hunter2258]

@Flowershadow


He shook Adachi's hand then brings it back to his side, going to rest it on Falchion's hilt, just to remember it's not here, looping his thumb back into his belt.


"I've never heard of Inaba, but I guess it had it's fair share of problems as this place does."


He leans and presses his back against the wall, the cold marble sending a slight chill through his body. Looking out across the crowd, he scopes out possible allies as he listens to Adachi's explanation of what a firearm is.


"Really? A few of those could greatly help Ylissen troops. The Shepards would have no problem in the war."


He ran his fingers through his hair, wishing he could get home. With the death of Emmeryn and now being in an unknown place without Lucina, Robin, or even Lissa, he felt lost and alone. It rather calmed him however to see others in his situation and now making a possible ally.


"I just hope the Risen are not here. These Crossed don't sound too good either."





(I'm gonna go for a bit. Be back later.)

 

[Elondora]

Rin snarled loudly at the man as he was soaked with water.
"Don't do that! These are flames that don't go out!"


He would sigh and try to exclaim. "I am Satan's son.. So these flames are never going on!" He patted the mans shoulder, not hurting him with his flames.


"Most humans don't get this and can you get a doctor for this girl? She was attacked by those...things.." He would chuckle slightly and refer to the girl.


@The Gil

"What girl?" Wynne asked, her eyes bouncing back and forth between the demon boy and the man with the bucket.

 

[Centurion_]

" Who's Elvis!? " Claire thought in surprise, managing to keep calm on the surface. This guy was
definitely a human, maybe just not from her time, or world for that matter. In any case, she had to keep playing along for now she guessed.


" Oh, really? And to who do I owe the pleasure of this conversation about me to? " She asks, watching with a small smile of amusement as Dandy strikes his pose, he must have practiced for something like this, then again he didn't seem like the type to do so.

Dandy was surprised he actually had gotten this far.


"The pleasure all goes to your amazing looks baby."


He winks at Claire then clicks his fingers and points at Claire with a cocky grin on his face.


"Hey, can I tell you something?"

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

@Deeox2 Spy nodded, still looking up at the man. "A disease would make sense," he stated, thinking about it. "But you are right, death comes to all." He said, nodding. He liked the man in the suit. He seemed like the most... Capable... of the survivors assembles here.

 

[Sandra]

Rin eyes darted to the clearly older lady. "The red headed girl behind me!! DO YOU PEOPLE NOTICE ANYTHING?! HER HEAD IS BLEEDING AND SHE HAS BEEN TRAUMATIZED!"


His flames would grow as his anger grew. "Idiots!" He would exclaim under his breath. His eyes would be dilated and his upper lip would twitch. He would turn back to the man with the bucket.


@Elondora

 

[MozoWhittaker]

Scorpion felt anger bubble up in his chest as a young man, maybe in his twenties bumped into him. He turned to the face the boy and collected himself. He had to remind himself that this was not the Mortal Kombat Tournament. Not everyone here would turn out to be an enemy, so getting offended at them served no purpose. He held up a hand, halting the boy's apology. "There is no need for apologies, you have committed no trespasses." His ninja-trained mind began to spin. Gathering information would be the next step. "Are you... from here? What do you know of this place?"


@SuperChocoMilk

 

[Unusual Philosopher]

I turn, raising my Vindicator, aiming to the open door, anticipating crossed, but instead I see a younger human male who's face is decidedly not crossed. I ease up, and walk over to greet him. "I'm Garrus, and you?"

@Saturnice01


Columbus looked over to the alien, he'd never seen one before. He looked the alien over, with giant eyes and a gaping mouth. Then he saw the alines gun. His eyes got wider and his mouth more open.


"Y-y-y-you're an a-a-alien?" He asked in shock and bewilderment.

 

[Jeremiah]

(I have returned!)


//


Annie looked about at all the various people, most normal humans, normal clothes, all the stuff. Of course, the few oddities popped up, like a man with his hair on fire, another clad completely in red, showing nearly none of his features. And another clad in yellow. But, she recognized none of them. At this, she sighed, but thought it to be a good idea to make a few friends. Who couldn't love a cute little girl like her?

 

[LunarDiscord]

[QUOTE="Flaming Centurion]Dandy was surprised he actually had gotten this far.
"The pleasure all goes to your amazing looks baby."


He winks at Claire then clicks his fingers and points at Claire with a cocky grin on his face.


"Hey, can I tell you something?"

[/QUOTE]
Claire took a moment to have an honest laugh, not to mock Dandy here, but it's been a while since she's met anyone who's been as cheeky as Steve was, she was starting to enjoy herself, her mind being drawn away from the hell hole, Las Vegas, that she was stuck in. " Talk about laying it on thick, but go ahead, tell me something I don't know. " She answered, leaning to the side a bit with her gloved hand on her hip, looping her thumb through one of the belt holes in her jeans, tapping a boot against the floor softly, producing a light "Tap.. tap.. tap.." from it.

 

[Deeox2]

@SirDerpingtonIV


Now people were screaming...


Delta nodded to the Frenchman, though with his diving suit, only he knew he nodded. "Please," speaking kindly felt wierd on his tongue, "could you tell me what you have gathered so far within this group, I'd like to know who leads." Ever since that research camera fell into his lab, information had become important to Delta.

 

[Saturnice01]

"Yeah..." I say, putting my rifle back away and closing the door behind him. "Are you injured at all?"


EDIT: ((Supposed to have quoted Unusual Philosopher))

 

[Flowershadow]

@Hunter2258


Listened to Chrom trying to have empathy towards whatever situation his main place back in Japan had gone through, him giving a nod and "failing" to mention that a large number of the things that had gone wrong there about a year or so ago was caused himself. She leaned against the wall, listening to Chrom's words with his left eyebrow raising a bit as he had his eyes closed before he rather bluntly responded to him.


You guys must not be very far technology-wise. You have cannons where you're from, right? Thinks of guns like more accurate, handheld versions of those. I'm sure a gun back in your day and age would be extremely useful.





Adachi hiccuped slightly again, keeping his drunkenness mainly to himself as he looked around at the others in the room, his eyes cast on Claire for a moment and then at Chris noticing how Claire had been 1-upped by him in terms of firearm power, and how Chris probably didn't have a handy little pistol like his own. This little tidbit made his ego go up slightly in his own mind before he felt an urge to vomit rise again, him covering his mouth with his left arm and choking down the feeling of hurling up chunks.


(I"m gonna take a break for a little while. Hope the rest of you have fun~)

 

[dalecoOoOoOper]

@Leo Barnes[/URL]


"Sorry, but could I may I ask, what is going on here?" He made the same awkward smile, but with a look of inquiry.

Leo was inside the museum now, the two troopers and the downed officer trying to live through the night on a pillar. Contreras was next to Leo as he heard a young man behind him talk to him, he carried the gear he prepared from home: guns, ammo, vests, and clothes. He turned and listened to his question, before he shrugged and looked at him seriously "We're in Las Vegas... as for what's going on, well... All of us in here can answer that question. Hells out there, and this place is purgatory..." He looked at the male, extending his hands "Seargent Barnes"

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

"It seems this group is composed mostly of civilians. Some with 'magical' attributes, some without. There appears to be no leader, but the BSAA operative named Chris seems to be the closest thing to a leader," Spy explained.

 

[The Gil]

Bigby looked at the wounded girl behind the flaming boy and nodded. "We'll be doing our best". He wondered if demons would be considered fables. Well, Jersey was. Some of them were, at least. He looked at the witch near him. "You should use your healing magic". He turned back to the flaming boy, who looked upset. "Where did you found this girl? And was she bitten by... Anything?"


@Sandra @Elondora

 

[Centurion_]

Claire took a moment to have an honest laugh, not to mock Dandy here, but it's been a while since she's met anyone who's been as cheeky as Steve was, she was starting to enjoy herself, her mind being drawn away from the hell hole, Las Vegas, that she was stuck in. " Talk about laying it on thick, but go ahead, tell me something I don't know. " She answered, leaning to the side a bit with her gloved hand on her hip, looping her thumb through one of the belt holes in her jeans, tapping one of her boots against the floor softly, producing a light "Tap.. tap.. tap.." On the floor.

Dandy closed his eyes and smirked, putting his foot up on a box allowing him to rest his elbow on his leg.


He points up to the sky.


"I've travelled the galaxy far and wide, I've seen all the wonders of the galaxy and all the beauties. But I've never gotten this close to a star before."


He stares Claire in the eye with a smug look.