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

[Sovereign]

The engineer moved up the steps of the museum --a lot of the architecture reminded him of early twenty-first century construction. The street lights, the vehicles, everything screamed twenty-first century.


Still dripping in crimson from his earlier encounters with the crossed, he clutched his plasma cutter. The weapon had gotten him through the worst of times --surely it would prove his best friend in this place too.


Pressing a gauntlet to the museum door, he pushed it open leaving a bloody handprint behind. The glowing blow optics on his helmet stood out among the dark backdrop behind him. Perhaps meeting a group of anxious survivors whilst dripping in blood was not the best choice, but he couldn't exactly go find a hose to wash off first.


Despite what he might have expected, Isaac still found himself caught off-guard by the number and... diversity of the people inside. Then again after necromorphs, Brother Moon, alien Markers, and hallucinations, who was he to question just about anything?


Lowering his weapon --as not to get shot or attacked for being armed-- he armored head swiveled to take in the scene, blood still dripping to the clean marble below. When was it exactly, that he became so comfortable being covered in gore? He felt his stomach turn again at his own failing humanity.

 

[Unusual Philosopher]

"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))

@Saturnice01


Columbus stared at the man before him. His only thoughts were how and where.


Columbus pulled himself together and said "Uh, no, I'm fine, thanks."

[QUOTE="Leo Barnes]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"

[/QUOTE]
Columbus thought this over. He had seen what looked like Hell, but no real reason to give it such a title.


He shook the man's hand. "Columbus, but there's nothing out there, it looks like Mardi Gras went thru it ten times over, but it's deserted."

 

[TheAlmightyEmperor]

@TheAlmightyEmperor[/URL]


"Wow, we sound more alike then I could have guessed," Elsa replied, shaking her head. "I, too, nearly destroyed my own land. But you're right, let's focus on the present. The past isn't exactly pleasant to speak of anyhow." Elsa stood after a moment, glancing to Rand and listening to his announcement. "How do you propose we try to fix this problem? The man from before said it was a sickness. Is there any way a cure could be created?"

"I'm unfamiliar with potions and the such. Nynaeve was always good at those, if only she was here. She could probably treat every last person here and give them a beating for getting sick in the first place. I should have invested more time with learning to heal. Anyways, I suppose at the moment I'm useless. All I can do is defend everyone as best I can."

 

[LunarDiscord]

[QUOTE="Flaming Centurion]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.

[/QUOTE]
Claire decides to mimic Dandy now, putting her foot up on the same box as him, letting her elbow sit on her thigh, head held in her hand as she grins back at him. His smug almost made the air around him thick, but not in a sickening way, this guy was just that, a guy doing guy things, it was a relief to meet someone so simple after dealing with everything she had been through. " You do know, getting to close too a star could get you burned. " She shot back at him, trying to play it as sassily as she could.

 

[Deeox2]

@SirDerpingtonIV


Magical? Whatever had brought him here had certainly brought others of similar circumstances.


"Thank you," Delta spoke, "Have you any plans? Movement is survival, and if this Chris is not leading, we must lead ourselves." Perhaps he could trust this man, time would tell.

 

[Reaper Jack]

Waking with a start; I pulled myself upright and alert; the immediate surroundings appeared to be enclosed...somewhere indoors then. I checked for the WA2000, Calico M950 and Thompsen Contender, there were all in place, however I no longer had Origin rounds as I hadn't thought them necessary for the mission at hand. Moreover, this place felt decidedly...different. There was no guarantee that Avalon would work, it felt wrong that it would somehow; which meant he wouldn't be able to alter time anymore, at least, if he did, he would cause himself serious injury.


I pulled the Calico from my coat and loaded a magazine; 50 rounds-worth in all; there were 5 more at his disposal. There was a corridor; I followed it, coming out at the top of a flight of stairs in a large hall. Various individuals littered the area, several of them armed; they did not appear to be openly hostile. I opted to wait halfway up the stairs, arms crossed but with the Calico in clear visual sight; attempting to gain a better perspective of the situation.

 

[Sandra]

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She would calm down and look at him calmly. "No. All she has, is a injury from a weapon of some sort. She was going to get raped by those things but I saved her." He would raised a brow at the lady, "Healing magic? Use it!"


@The Gil @Elondora

 

[Saturnice01]

@Saturnice01[/URL]
Columbus stared at the man before him. His only thoughts were how and where.


Columbus pulled himself together and said "Uh, no, I'm fine, thanks."


Columbus thought this over. He had seen what looked like Hell, but no real reason to give it such a title.


He shook the man's hand. "Columbus, but there's nothing out there, it looks like Mardi Gras went thru it ten times over, but it's deserted."

I nod, and go sit down, keeping an eye on the crowd for now. I have my Vindicator in my lap, basically ready to fire. However, I'm not paying too much attention, and it even could look like I'm sleeping.


((I'm gonna head out here for now, seeya guys later))

 

[MrDubWubs]

(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?

Well... Since we haven't found h- *thinks* It... Who looks friendly?

 

[Jeremiah]

"Okay Vi, you keep looking on your own." Annie hopped of the woman's shoulder, putting Tibbers back in her own hands. "I wanna go see how friendly these other people are." She waved at Vi before skipping off. "Good luck Vi!"

The engineer moved up the steps of the museum --a lot of the architecture reminded him of early twenty-first century construction. The street lights, the vehicles, everything screamed twenty-first century.
Still dripping in crimson from his earlier encounters with the crossed, he clutched his plasma cutter. The weapon had gotten him through the worst of times --surely it would prove his best friend in this place too.


Pressing a gauntlet to the museum door, he pushed it open leaving a bloody handprint behind. The glowing blow optics on his helmet stood out among the dark backdrop behind him. Perhaps meeting a group of anxious survivors whilst dripping in blood was not the best choice, but he couldn't exactly go find a hose to wash off first.


Despite what he might have expected, Isaac still found himself caught off-guard by the number and... diversity of the people inside. Then again after necromorphs, Brother Moon, alien Markers, and hallucinations, who was he to question just about anything?


Lowering his weapon --as not to get shot or attacked for being armed-- he armored head swiveled to take in the scene, blood still dripping to the clean marble below. When was it exactly, that he became so comfortable being covered in gore? He felt his stomach turn again at his own failing humanity.

She skipped up to the masked and armoured man, skipping up to him and waving up at him with a smile. "Hello robot!"

 

[N U T M E G]

Lann smiled in satisfaction and sat back down in his spot on the floor. Looking over, he was mildly interested on the fact that he isn't the only one who appears to be lost in this place. All of "them" came from different places. What could possibly be the cause? Lann wondered to himself. The crossed appeared to be human, but intent on killing and savaging those who are not marked. Why? Are they on their own? Or is there a higher power? Is this some kind of game? He tilted his head back and leaned on one of the bone structures that was supported by the wall. What game are they playing? And more importantly, who can be trusted?


He thought of Marra and the estate he had waiting back for him. His business isn't finished yet, and it will not end here. He will gladly play this game as the perpetrator wished, only he will go by his own rules. People here are eager to make connections, he noticed. Although a few of them are content on their own, as was he. But information is better than none, so he'll have to talk to someone at one point. Gambling is his specialty, and he's itching to make use of it. Some are far more open than others, while most keep to themselves. He glanced around the room looking for potential "allies," wondering what could be done about the situation. More and more entered the museum as Lann watched quietly. This place looks like a sheep's pen, he thought. A sheep's pen... Lann smiled at the thought. "Looks like something bad is going to happen again," he chuckled.


[[Aa, this thread is moving faster than my internet connection xDD]]

 

[Centurion_]

Dandy let out a small chuckle at Claire's remark and smiled as Claire copied him.


"I'm not too close am I? Besides, I don't think you can burn something as hot as me." Dandy remarks playfully. "I think this girl likes me!" He thought, with a happy vibe in his mind

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

The Spy nodded in acknowledgement. "I myself plan on going out there to retrieve food, but I am unsure what Chris has planned. And you have a point, if he won't lead us, we must lead ourselves." Spy felt he could trust the man infront of him. But he could never get too careful. @Deeox2

 

[MrDubWubs]

"Okay Vi, you keep looking on your own." Annie hopped of the woman's shoulder, putting Tibbers back in her own hands. "I wanna go see how friendly these other people are." She waved at Vi before skipping off. "Good luck Vi!"
She skipped up to the masked and armoured man, skipping up to him and waving up at him with a smile. "Hello robot!"

Yeah you too... *rubs my arm as I kinda make myself small. "I don't know anyone here besides Annie and the other thing..." I thought. Well I guess I need to talk to someone* Who seems friendly? *starts to look around more for a friendly looking face instead of one I know*

 

[Klutzy Ninja Kitty]

"I'm unfamiliar with potions and the such. Nynaeve was always good at those, if only she was here. She could probably treat every last person here and give them a beating for getting sick in the first place. I should have invested more time with learning to heal. Anyways, I suppose at the moment I'm useless. All I can do is defend everyone as best I can."

"I'm afraid that I too am unfamiliar with potions. Like yourself, all I can do is help protect everyone around here," Elsa replied. "And I fear I'm even more useless than you are. Upon coming to this world, my powers were weakened a little," she admitted, sighing sadly. "I will do what I can can to help though. Like if anyone had a swollen injury I could give them some ice. Or perhaps I could freeze the ground around the building to make it slippery and hard for the crossed to walk," she thought.

 

[SuperChocoMilk]

Luke looked at the yellow, fiery like man, and shook his head. "No. I'm not from here. I'm from somewhere else, very far away. I went to sleep one night, and then when I woke up, I found myself in this...this..."


"Shithole. Is that a proper word for all of it? I'm Luke, by the way." Luke scratched his head, and waited for the man to respond.


@MozoWhittaker

 

[LunarDiscord]

@Flaming Centurion


" I suppose not, and oh, we'll see about that wont we? " Claire teased back at him, her free hand held up on her hip, taking a moment to shift about a bit in her position, getting herself comfortable once more. " So then, what's your name? You're definitely not from around here, you would have gotten my joke earlier if you were. " She asked, and although she had heard himself state his name earlier, she wanted to see if he would come up with some entertaining way to present it to her.

 

[RainbowWave]

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."

"You don't have to worry anymo-" Molly collapsed, unconscious.

 

[Sovereign]

They all seemed to be engrossed in conversation. Again it clicked --this was a survival situation, these people were forming cliques of people they could trust. On one hand, that could work out for the general benefit of the group. On the other hand, it could lead to suspicion and eventually tensions could run high enough to cause trouble.


Maybe... maybe it wasn't such a good idea to get involved. Perhaps the smarter thing to do, would be stand back and gather what information he can.

"Okay Vi, you keep looking on your own." Annie hopped of the woman's shoulder, putting Tibbers back in her own hands. "I wanna go see how friendly these other people are." She waved at Vi before skipping off. "Good luck Vi!"
She skipped up to the masked and armoured man, skipping up to him and waving up at him with a smile. "Hello robot!"

Too late.


Isaac turned his armored head down to the little girl who assumed him to be a robot.


"I'm not a robot. My name's Isaac," he explained. This little girl seemed awfully calm for what was going on outside. Then again, all the people in this place seemed rather... capable. It would not surprise him to find that there was more than meets the eye to the young one before him.


He had questions of course, but he found that the best way to answer his question was to let others ask them --or to listen for the answers while other talked. So, the engineer opted to remain silent.

 

[Elondora]

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She would calm down and look at him calmly. "No. All she has, is a injury from a weapon of some sort. She was going to get raped by those things but I saved her." He would raised a brow at the lady, "Healing magic? Use it!"


@The Gil @Elondora

Wynne's eyes snapped to the limp red-haired girl behind him. How had she missed her before? She sprang into action summoning as much healing magic as she could. She was bleeding a lot, but the injury itself wasn't as bad as it seemed. She felt the warmth flowing through her hands as she healed her, focusing on stopping the bleeding and then healing the wound. She sat up on the balls of her feet and observed her.


"Thank you for bringing her here. You were good in saving her demon." She looked up at the demon boy. "Are you hurt?"

 

[Jeremiah]

They all seemed to be engrossed in conversation. Again it clicked --this was a survival situation, these people were forming cliques of people they could trust. On one hand, that could work out for the general benefit of the group. On the other hand, it could lead to suspicion and eventually tensions could run high enough to cause trouble.
Maybe... maybe it wasn't such a good idea to get involved. Perhaps the smarter thing to do, would be stand back and gather what information he can.


Too late.


Isaac turned his armored head down to the little girl who assumed him to be a robot.


"I'm not a robot. My name's Isaac," he explained. This little girl seemed awfully calm for what was going on outside. Then again, all the people in this place seemed rather... capable. It would not surprise him to find that there was more than meets the eye to the young one before him.


He had questions of course, but he found that the best way to answer his question was to let others ask them --or to listen for the answers while other talked. So, the engineer opted to remain silent.

"Ooh, then, hi Isaac! What's all this weird stuff you're wearing? Armour?" She hopped around Isaac, looking at all the little bits on his armour, the glowing spine and mask catching most of her attention. "If it is, it isn't anything like the armour I've seen..."

 

[Deeox2]

@SirDerpingtonIV


This was a whole new game from Rapture, here he would need support from these people, rather than support from his plasmids. "We would do best to find allies. You and I have strength, but to leave, we will need others with comparable strength. I suggest we split for the time being and seek out members to add to our group."

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

"A splendid idea, Delta," Spy said, nodding. "We shall speak again later than?" He asked, looking up at Delta. @Deeox2

 

[Centurion_]

@Flaming Centurion
" I suppose not, and oh, we'll see about that wont we? " Claire teased back at him, her free hand held up on her hip, taking a moment to shift about a bit in her position, getting herself comfortable once more. " So then, what's your name? You're definitely not from around here, you would have gotten my joke earlier if you were. " She asked, and although she had heard himself state his name earlier, she wanted to see if he would come up with some entertaining way to present it to her.

"Dammit…" Dandy thought, he now realised why nobody was crowding him. Because nobody knew him.


"My name's Space Dandy, but you can call me Dandy." He noticed that Claire wanted him to entertain her. "I'm an alien hunter...Not like those stupid guys who look for life on Mars. But I look for rare Aliens. See that guy over there?" *points at Garrus*


"I capture ones like him and take them to a space station where they register them into a database and I get payed big money!" *he rubs his thumb and finger together as if there was money inbetween them* Dandy smiles at Claire and seems quite curious what the girl did and why she was talking to Chris.

 

[MrDubWubs]

*the smile I had quickly faded as I stand alone. I groan and mumble in boredom* I don't even know what a friendly face looks like... *i pout and slump over mumbling to myself thinking it'll attract some attention*