Redlight District ~the RP~

[ZombieJeff]

"Fools..." muttered Sarah, returning to the Hospital. ".. things are far more dangerous now than they all realize... looks like I have my work cut out for me." she walked down a different path though, she could feel it, pain and suffering. A healers work was never done.

((TO plushi palace))  

[ZombieJeff]

A horde of rotting monstosities marched into the area. They rushed any living things, forcing them inside buildings. They began to potroll the area viciosuly, stricking out at the living there, grabing those they could and throwing them in buildings.

THey were catious to eat anyone yet, they were a loyal lot and had not been athorized to kill anyone.

They set a skull upon a tall sign in the midle, it began to suder and give comands.

"We, the self-mobolized undead of the necropolis have taken this land as our own. We seek the freedom of our controlled bretherin from the ISA, who own this ares. As such, you are our hostages. We shall refrain from causing you bodily injury however, as you have comited no wrong on us."

It then adressed the undead proper, "We shall hold this are in a vice grip, and will give our foes no quarter. The batle cry; Itsumaden, or how long!"  

[HasmatX]

Dark Hasmat leaps up on a criminal organizations building, He rips through the roof and begins to kill the people inside, lapping up the blood and heads down to the next floor.

the stench of death filling the building  

[ZombieJeff]

At first the undead laugh at the show of brutality, but then the skull notices.

"You morons, what good are our hostages if there all dead?!"

The other undead look grimly... er more grimly than usual at one another.

"Well, lets just make him dead then." replied a rather large and mishapen skeleton in rusting armour.

The other undead nod apreciatizly, finaly roaring there cry: "ITSUMADEN!"

The horde of undead grouped around the building, and quickly smashed in the door, making or the floor on which the monster was on.

Three barborous asymetrical skeletons in scant armour were at the front of the charge, weilding massive iron swords.

"ADVANCE AND VANQUISH!" shouted the largest, as they surounded Dark hasmat, mercilessly choping with there blades.  

[HasmatX]

Dark Hasmat hears the skeletons and thier blades, in a quick motion he catches two blades in his claws and the one behind him in his mouth he jerks head forward in the atempt to throw the skeleton or disarm him.  

[ZombieJeff]

THe skeletons all let go of there swords, chosing to rush in with finger bones sharpened into razo points. They each to two large rakes at the evil hasmat.

THe skull arived being caried by a rhter foolish looking zombie, 'DOn't just stand there, advance while we have the chance."

A wight lept though the air, its hands radiating an energy draining aura as it tried to fall on hasmat.

Meanwhile, several ghouls climbed upt the walls, watching from the hole ripped in the ceiling.  

[HasmatX]

Hasmat was caught off guard and recieved the punishing rakes of the skeletons

Hasmat grabs two skeletons with his arms and throws them at the wight he then grabs a dead body rips a large chunk out of it regenerating all but one rake wound  

[ZombieJeff]

The flesh was fouled and fetid, carrying the curse of draining energy with it. It would help him, but for a limited time... THen it would be a burden.

"Intresting, mused the skull, more skeletons to the front."

The fleshed undead fell back, letitng there skeletal compatriots take the fore.

More rushed foreward, in gladitorial armour, jabbing with long wickid spears through the open spaces in each other, producing a thick wall of blades and bones.

THe bones that were thrown hit the wall, but pulled themselfs back together, resuming with there blades.  

[HasmatX]

Hasmat sees the advancing wall of spikes and grins

Numbers mean NOTHING!

He throws item after item form his sleaves:

Sythe, dog collar, potion, spiked ball, Elmer's glue, wagon tounge, iron gontlet, and a large shuriken.  

[ZombieJeff]

THe skeletons ratle in amusment, and the skull, unssen behind the mass, chimed up, "And the greatest of all powers crumbles before the detemined masses."

The skeletons, the scyth coliding with a spear and the two weapons breaking, the dog colar flops against them harmlessly, the potion being nocked back by a skeletal hand, the spiked ball smashes one of the skeletons, who simply stands back up and rejoins ranks, the glue falling to the ground and being steped over, the wagon toung is stabed to peices, and the shuriken flys through an open patch of bone, getting stuck in a zombie behind them.

Meanwhile, the three barborus skeletons swing there swords hard on hasmats back, trying not for cutting, but for bludgioning to break the beasts bones.  

[HasmatX]

Dark Hasmat hears the skeletons behind him, and as the blades fell he became rigid, the blades hit but they couldn't break his defence much less the bone, returning to its normal state he says

HAHAHA! You amuse me skull, but I fear you are mistaken

he grabs two barborus skeletons and starts spinning rapidly towards the spear skeletons, the large skeletons acting a shield agenst all if the spears.

he smashes the spear skeletons agenst the right wall, and throws one of the skeletons he was holding at the others as they try to pick themselves up, then he throws down the other one and smashes his skull followed by his chest.

Pathetic, I'm suprised you can call yourselves undead.  

[ZombieJeff]

The Skull sits on the ground, feint red spots in its eye sockets as it stares at Dark Hasmat, "Hardly, you've just managed to avoid facing all of us."

And, true tohis word, the hallway, the stairs, and even all around the building, the area was surounded by the walking dead. They were starting to climb, if all else failed, they would crush the poor fool by shere weight. Bring the building down on top of him.

"You seem to fail to understand just what you face, true you do hold exceptional, power, but that is never how the undead have conquored. Quite paradoxicly, we simply out compete the living, despite our unatural existence, we rely on natural selection..."

The flesh that Hasmat had taken from the Wight suddenly began to burn, acidcly, it ate away at all the flesh around it, emiting a foul and fetid smoke.

"I see its taken effect, I hope you have your afairs in order, but we must cut this short." The skull clicked its jaw with a sense of finality, and a terribly distorted humanoid of grey, with a face contorted in the definition of hatred picked it up and melded back into the crowd...

The ground around Hasmat began to buble with thick black liquid, and a bizzare chirping began to come from within. Heads apeared, not even vaugley resembling humans, branching of into fleshy horns, no nose, and a shark like jaw. Folowed by tatered jackets, almost musleless arms and legs. They eyes opened, and the goo fell away. Their skin was bright red, there eyes a molten yellow.

"Meet our most trusted enforcers, the Boks. They are an intresting sort, coming in many varieties, but you can learn about that from first hand experience..." echoed the voice of the skull from the motionless crowd of corpses.

In a split second the Boks began their atack, jaws streatching and contorting, their faces themselves making gnarled fangs, they bit, locking jaws in an unshakeble vice grip, claws bracing into the ground. Another puddle of goo apeared, and before the creature could emerge from this, the skull gave a comand,

'Wait, let him try and struggle out of this..."  

[HasmatX]

Hasmat Laughed when the acid burned, and laughed harder when the boks bit him

YES! YES! YES! I haven't had this much fun in CENTURIES!

he began glowing with ethreal energy, manipulating his dark being he gathered the acid and spat it on one of the courner supports of the building, then he rose his hands up and slammed them into the ground a myriad of blades rose around him and chopped the boks to pieces though the teeth were still stuck in him then he smashed the other corner support bringing the building down, but before the building fell on him he smashed through a window and into another building eating the people mesmerized in fear regenerating and pushing the teeth out

Come Skull, You need to do better than that!

the people began running out of the building in fear for thier lives  

[ZombieJeff]

The skull laughed at the wanton destruction.

"Do you really think thats the best we have?" Indeed, the boks reformed, sprouting out of there teath and digging in harder. THe undead hurried into the next building, before the first one came down, andsurrounded Hasmat.

"We have beter things than just this, just you watch." The bubling in the floor had moved, and the head fully emerged. It resembled the boks, except a foul green, without arms and a mouth. It locked eyes with hasmat..

and in a second its head burst into flame, toxic green flame. From the flame emerged the form ouf countless eyes, each eye moving away, brining a portion of the fire, which changed to pure black, with it.

THe other boks fastnened their grips, imobilizing hasmat completly, they began secreting a spoiled purple oove from their mouts which burned and dried to a stone like hardness almost instnatly.

THe flames then took their cue, and attacked, they swarmed, burning hasmats body with a corupt power. THey did more than burn... slowly... very slowly... they began fusing into Hasmats body, draining him of vital esence.  

[HasmatX]

Hasmat was sealed and burned but his mouth was opened and untouched. Darkness wedged itself between the burning skin like a deminic barrier. His tounge shot out followed by the rest of his body the darkness sealing around the muscles like a second skin and clothes.

Maybe it's time I should take you seriously.

There as a aura of danger around him as he stood there motionless arms outstreatched.