Parking Lot and Emergency Services Parking

Scott Walsh wrote:

ReikotheGwen wrote:

Scott Walsh wrote:Scott felt the powerful throat muscles pushing him down, the tight passage was hot and sticky, and soon he was flushed into a sweltering hot chamber, landing onto Reiko with a painful headbutt, before the rest of his body slipped inside, and she was spooning him. The sticky sensations around him made him kick and holler, quickly ejecting his mag, grabbing the fresh one, fumbling with it and then dropping it! "Dammit...DAMMIT! I'm inside this thing!" He screamed, reaching for his maglight, flicking it on and-



-was face to face with Reiko, albeit covered in sticky webs of greenish bile that was now stinging his flesh! "Ow! Shit, you're alive!" He gasped, as the stomach pushed him onto her, the light dropping between them as he embraced her accidentally due to the monster's movements! "...but for how long? Shit, man, this is a shitty way to go!" He exhaled, looking around for the mag and his handgun which he dropped; the flashlight making the pool of fluids rising to their wastes glow an eerie green...

Reiko stared back at the man, calmly stuffing her HP back into her apron, as he panicked and was forced to crawl on top of her. "No, that's after we're digested." She says with a sense of dark humor, at the 'shitty way to go' remark. She could finally see though, thanks to his light, and she swung the crane of the magnum to the side, and stuffed a speedloader into the empty chambers as the casings fell into the stomach. Once she flicked the cylinder back into alignment, she pulled the officer close with her left arm and held the revolver pointed nose up and began pulling the trigger again. Thankfully, the weapon could still fire in spite of the sticky goop surrounding the stainless frame. The chamber got very loud, and rippled violently as she fired the powerful shells into the ceiling of their captor's belly!

"Oh, priceless, at least we've come to terms about it, no- I havent!" Scott screamed, before being pulled into the woman's forceful embrace. He went deaf briefly as she unloaded the magnum near their heads in the tight space... and as his ears rang loudly, he could feel the acidic bile climbing up their bodies as the world around them shook about violently! He held onto her tightly, cringing as the pain got intense, the flashlight bouncing around the slimy walls, hitting him in the back as whatever was going down outside got more intense, and hot! Burning up in here... not sure if its related to outside, inside, or Reiko here... Dammit... Is this really how I'll die? He pondered, wishing he had a more valiant death at least than being digested as a mutant frog's lunch...

Reiko's magnum went dry, but given how tightly the officer held her, and his body obscuring her sight and mobility... she wasn't able to reload the gun at the moment. It seemed like things were going south quickly as well...



The gunk covered them both, and began to sting her harshly! This was a painful experience, slimed and primed for digestion! She let out a pained wail as the acids began to hurt her exposed flesh, closing her eyes to avoid becoming blinded. I hope the others get away safely... we're done. I dunno why I decided to help them... this sucks. She thought, her arms wrapping around the officer and holding him tight as well!

Both unaware if they were moments away from being saved, or becoming a nutrient rich soup!

Ed grunted as the creature slammed it's claws into his shoulders, slashing at him, trying to make him relinquish his deathgrip on the creatures head. His fingers dug in deep, fusing and cauterising where they burned, even as it wrapped what was left if the stump of it's tongue round his neck, trying to choke him out, but he persisted until he heard a voice call out to him:

Jack Taylor wrote:
"Yo, try this!"

Edward glanced for only an instant, and saw a flash if spinning silver, and instantly he reacted, he detached his right hand from the creatures throat and reached for the blade in the air, he caught it with his index finger through the metal loop at the base of the blade, spun it once, and grabbed it in a strong forehand grip. He immediately focused his power through the blade, which turned red hot, and then wreathed in white hot flame.

"Ok bright eyes, chew on this!" he roared out, before hammering the blade up below the jaw, and up into it's skull so deep the tip of the flaming blade protruded through the top of it's skull. He had sunk the blade in so hard and so deep beneath it's chin, he hilted the enormous knife right there. The thick brackish blood flowed over his hands, only to disintegrate in the intense flames.

Ed didn't wait as the death spasms of the creature loosened it's claws and arms from his shoulders, and Ed leaped over it's head, dragging the blade, and it's now plasma like cutting edge up, and over, trying to vertically bisect the monsters head, splitting it in  half as he landed behind the creature, it's claws now dislodging from his arms as he spun over it, and it's tongue was cut off, flopping to the ground. He then dragged the blade out sideways to the right, ripping the right side of it's head from the body, before he spun in place, and with a backhanded slash, he went to remove the rest of the head. The fused, cauterized, and burned stump of the creature flopped over. While the two halves of the now bisected head were flung clear of the smoke.

Edward then turned the creature's body over, and started to work the blade into splitting open the distended, rubbery belly. He was kind of glad he didn't have to pull it open with his bare hands again, but he was growing more and more concerned over his developing powers... 'This isn't right.. No man should have been able to fight one of these things one on one... If I had been normal, those claws would have ripped my arms clean off...' he thought, as he cut, sliced and split the creature wide open, exposing the stretchy stomach wall to him. Looking for a gap between the wriggling pair of people he could now see through the semi transparent stomach lining, he shallowly sliced the surface, freeing them like from a webbed up cocoon, spilling the people, and the bile content of the stomach all over the ambulance and the concrete they were laying on.

"You two ain't dead just yet." Ed said, his flame powers had died off, and he reached a hand down to pull Gwen out of the opened belly of the monster, before doing the same with Mike.

Once he got the shaken and unsteady pair on their feet and on the ground. Ed picked up the carcass of the creature, slung it over his shoulder, and walked with them out of the smoke and towards the others.

Edgar Holden wrote:Ed grunted as the creature slammed it's claws into his shoulders, slashing at him, trying to make him relinquish his deathgrip on the creatures head. His fingers dug in deep, fusing and cauterising where they burned, even as it wrapped what was left if the stump of it's tongue round his neck, trying to choke him out, but he persisted until he heard a voice call out to him:

Jack Taylor wrote:
"Yo, try this!"

Edward glanced for only an instant, and saw a flash if spinning silver, and instantly he reacted, he detached his right hand from the creatures throat and reached for the blade in the air, he caught it with his index finger through the metal loop at the base of the blade, spun it once, and grabbed it in a strong forehand grip. He immediately focused his power through the blade, which turned red hot, and then wreathed in white hot flame.

"Ok bright eyes, chew on this!" he roared out, before hammering the blade up below the jaw, and up into it's skull so deep the tip of the flaming blade protruded through the top of it's skull. He had sunk the blade in so hard and so deep beneath it's chin, he hilted the enormous knife right there. The thick brackish blood flowed over his hands, only to disintegrate in the intense flames.

Ed didn't wait as the death spasms of the creature loosened it's claws and arms from his shoulders, and Ed leaped over it's head, dragging the blade, and it's now plasma like cutting edge up, and over, trying to vertically bisect the monsters head, splitting it in  half as he landed behind the creature, it's claws now dislodging from his arms as he spun over it, and it's tongue was cut off, flopping to the ground. He then dragged the blade out sideways to the right, ripping the right side of it's head from the body, before he spun in place, and with a backhanded slash, he went to remove the rest of the head. The fused, cauterized, and burned stump of the creature flopped over. While the two halves of the now bisected head were flung clear of the smoke.

Edward then turned the creature's body over, and started to work the blade into splitting open the distended, rubbery belly. He was kind of glad he didn't have to pull it open with his bare hands again, but he was growing more and more concerned over his developing powers... 'This isn't right.. No man should have been able to fight one of these things one on one... If I had been normal, those claws would have ripped my arms clean off...' he thought, as he cut, sliced and split the creature wide open, exposing the stretchy stomach wall to him. Looking for a gap between the wriggling pair of people he could now see through the semi transparent stomach lining, he shallowly sliced the surface, freeing them like from a webbed up cocoon, spilling the people, and the bile content of the stomach all over the ambulance and the concrete they were laying on.

"You two ain't dead just yet." Ed said, his flame powers had died off, and he reached a hand down to pull Gwen out of the opened belly of the monster, before doing the same with Mike.

Once he got the shaken and unsteady pair on their feet and on the ground. Ed picked up the carcass of the creature, slung it over his shoulder, and walked with them out of the smoke and towards the others.

As the smoke began to clear away, and the hulking mass of the creature spasmed seemingly its last breath... Jack could be heard clapping and wooing from the top of another ambulance he ran up onto to get a better look at the show! "Wuuuuuu-eeee! You did it pardner!" The man clapped and howled, sliding down the hood of the vehicle and approached him and the other two, noticing Walsh. "Ah, officer Walsh good to see ya survived. You might wanna take care of that, otherwise it'll stain." He says, about to clap the man's back before... pulling away to face the big guy again. "That was some fancy knife play partner, seriously impressive..." he says in a slightly more quieter tone. "I mean, for a second or so... I thought you were gonna not see my other half flying right at ya, but you surprised me yessiree!" He says clapping the man's arm, before sticking his other hand out. "Jack of trades, Jack of asses, Jack Taylor." he introduced himself immediately.

Upon closer look, the man known as Jack was wearing an olive drab BDU coat over a grey shirt, a pair of woodland splotch style camo fatigues and wore his combat boots rather lazily. He had a pair of dog tags around his neck, and had an assortment of bandoliers and military rigs for his multiple pieces of equipment. He looked like he had raided the same store as them!

Rafe turned to the sound of the commotion, and saw both Scotty and some other woman he never met, covered in green gunk but were alive and seemingly well! "Jaysus, they're alive!" Rafe shouted with glee, turning to Jane with a wide grin, before heading over to aid them. "Scotty, ya gotta always try and be a hero, don't ya?" He chuckled, clapping the man's slimy shoulder... before pulling it away and swinging the stinging slime off his palm. "But Jaysus... ya look like shite boyo." He chuckled.

Reiko's body emerged from the stomach lining, bits of pink flesh still clinging to her form as she gasped, and soon began inhaling fresh air again!



She glanced over to Scott, who was worse for wear like her, but alive. She shook her head. "You... really want to stick with me that badly, Officer Scott? Heh... You're crazy." She smirked and closed her eyes. She didn't know how they were able to make it out, but something Ed did and that razor sharp knife he had in his hand... it was amazing.

Upon hearing the voice, he turned to the man and rolled his head to the side, sighing. "...I should've known you'd still be alive Jack. I'm lucky you didn't blow us to kingdom come out of that stomach..." He and many of the RPD's finest knew well of Jacky Boy, and his odd, insane antics. Deal with it later...in a mad world, only the mad are sane... With a groan, standing up wearily, before turning to the crouched woman, Reiko.

ReikotheGwen wrote:Reiko's body emerged from the stomach lining, bits of pink flesh still clinging to her form as she gasped, and soon began inhaling fresh air again!



She glanced over to Scott, who was worse for wear like her, but alive. She shook her head. "You... really want to stick with me that badly, Officer Scott? Heh... You're crazy." She smirked and closed her eyes. She didn't know how they were able to make it out, but something Ed did and that razor sharp knife he had in his hand... it was amazing.

He smirked at that, and helped her up to her feet. "Yeah well," he began, and once they were eye level he glanced down. "you do have police property on ya yet." he then looked back up to her with a playful wink. The key she had still was tucked between her cleavage somewhere, unless it fell out at one point.

(OOC: I think we waited long enough for a new post Sorry if I cut in front of anyone)

Jack Taylor wrote:As the smoke began to clear away, and the hulking mass of the creature spasmed seemingly its last breath... Jack could be heard clapping and wooing from the top of another ambulance he ran up onto to get a better look at the show! "Wuuuuuu-eeee! You did it pardner!" The man clapped and howled, sliding down the hood of the vehicle and approached him and the other two, noticing Walsh. "Ah, officer Walsh good to see ya survived. You might wanna take care of that, otherwise it'll stain." He says, about to clap the man's back before... pulling away to face the big guy again. "That was some fancy knife play partner, seriously impressive..." he says in a slightly more quieter tone. "I mean, for a second or so... I thought you were gonna not see my other half flying right at ya, but you surprised me yessiree!" He says clapping the man's arm, before sticking his other hand out. "Jack of trades, Jack of asses, Jack Taylor." he introduced himself immediately.

Upon closer look, the man known as Jack was wearing an olive drab BDU coat over a grey shirt, a pair of woodland splotch style camo fatigues and wore his combat boots rather lazily. He had a pair of dog tags around his neck, and had an assortment of bandoliers and military rigs for his multiple pieces of equipment. He looked like he had raided the same store as them!

Ed smiled a little, even as he dragged the creature's body out of the fading smoke by it's legs. It's belly split open and the cauterized stump of it's neck still smoking. He spun the knife until he gripped the blade, and placed the handle in Jack's hand. "Thanks for the assistance. Nice dagger. Be careful, it's still a little warm." he said. He stooped down to pick up the two severed halves of the creatures head.

"The RPD aint never gonna believe this thing existed unless we show them proof. So I'm gonna tie this thing behind the ambulance and drag it there to show them" Ed said as he began to uncoil one of the lengths of rope to tie the body of the creature to the back if the trailer they had decided to hitch onto the back of the ambulance.

Once he had bundled and tied the creature and it's removed parts to the trailer. he turned back to Jack. "Again, I appreciate the assistance, and the cover you provided" he said, before leaning down and whispering "Explaining that to the others could have gotten awkward. Bad enough i can move the way I do at my size."

"...I should've known you'd still be alive Jack. I'm lucky you didn't blow us to kingdom come out of that stomach..." Scotty said as he looked over to Jack. Jack smiled back to the man. "C'mon now Scotty, you still can't be sore about that! It was a dud for Christ's sake!" He calls out to the man who continued to walk away before he leaned back and said in a smaller tone, rubbing his fuzzy chin. "...Before I reactivated it." He chuckled to himself.

He then turned to the tall man and watched him flourish his knife and gather the pieces of the monster. "Well, not for a want of trying, I've been harassed by monsters like that one left, right and center since breakfast. I hope the people at the bar are doing well... but I can't get over there yet with all this chaos and people needin' help. Seems like y'all had the same idea... good, people can make use of those supplies I scavenged. Would have come sooner, after hearing all the gun shots. There are still people trapped inside but we don't have the luxury to wait for them. I left enough inside for people who we passed over, just in case." He explained his situation to the big guy as he handed him back his knife and explained his actions:

Edgar Holden wrote:(OOC: I think we waited long enough for a new post Sorry if I cut in front of anyone)

Jack Taylor wrote:As the smoke began to clear away, and the hulking mass of the creature spasmed seemingly its last breath... Jack could be heard clapping and wooing from the top of another ambulance he ran up onto to get a better look at the show! "Wuuuuuu-eeee! You did it pardner!" The man clapped and howled, sliding down the hood of the vehicle and approached him and the other two, noticing Walsh. "Ah, officer Walsh good to see ya survived. You might wanna take care of that, otherwise it'll stain." He says, about to clap the man's back before... pulling away to face the big guy again. "That was some fancy knife play partner, seriously impressive..." he says in a slightly more quieter tone. "I mean, for a second or so... I thought you were gonna not see my other half flying right at ya, but you surprised me yessiree!" He says clapping the man's arm, before sticking his other hand out. "Jack of trades, Jack of asses, Jack Taylor." he introduced himself immediately.

Upon closer look, the man known as Jack was wearing an olive drab BDU coat over a grey shirt, a pair of woodland splotch style camo fatigues and wore his combat boots rather lazily. He had a pair of dog tags around his neck, and had an assortment of bandoliers and military rigs for his multiple pieces of equipment. He looked like he had raided the same store as them!

Ed smiled a little, even as he dragged the creature's body out of the fading smoke by it's legs. It's belly split open and the cauterized stump of it's neck still smoking. He spun the knife until he gripped the blade, and placed the handle in Jack's hand. "Thanks for the assistance. Nice dagger. Be careful, it's still a little warm." he said. He stooped down to pick up the two severed halves of the creatures head.

"The RPD aint never gonna believe this thing existed unless we show them proof. So I'm gonna tie this thing behind the ambulance and drag it there to show them" Ed said as he began to uncoil one of the lengths of rope to tie the body of the creature to the back if the trailer they had decided to hitch onto the back of the ambulance.

Once he had bundled and tied the creature and it's removed parts to the trailer. he turned back to Jack. "Again, I appreciate the assistance, and the cover you provided" he said, before leaning down and whispering "Explaining that to the others could have gotten awkward. Bad enough i can move the way I do at my size."

"Thank you for the show!" he exclaims with a smirk, upon touching the hilt he hissed and played hot potato with the dangerous weapon before finally sheathing it with a wide grin. "Smart thinkin', but as I said, there are more than just frogs out there partner. But this will sure light a fire under their asses, that's for sure." He says, before Ed leaned towards him and whispered about his situation. He chuckled, keeping a low tone himself. "Well, I mean, I saw your 'fiery disposition' there, and... I could only think of one thing." He then steps a little closer and claps the man's shoulder. "...you're a goddamn Alien from Mars, aint ya?" He whispered. "I mean, they always say in the novels Aliens would invade, but... I'm glad that ain't the truth. Whoever you are Mr. Martian, I'm jus glad you're on our side." he teased, clapping the man's shoulder.

Reiko smirked at Scott, and yanked out the key. "I'll... grab that munition now," she says, turning to the flipped over vehicle. "Shit... all you had to do was drive straight, Scotty." She teased, despite covered in slimy, tingling gunk she remained somehow undaunted and able to push on without thinking about it too much. It was an odd disconnect...

She found her bat, collected it, holstering her magnum and then unlocked the trunk of the squad car. Military boxes of shotgun-shells and 9mm rounds fell onto the pavement, which she quickly collected to bring over to the ambulance. "I hope the station has a shower..." she sighed, dropping the heavy ammo boxes into the back of the ambulance.

With the scene concluded, Carrie smirked at Ed, Jack, and Gwen, before returning her attention to Mei....

GOBLIN 6 wrote: "I'm Jane Doe, this is Rafe." she says, while helping the woman (Kali) into the vehicle and Regina helped grab boxes. Jane looked down and saw her revolver and picked it up, along with the 870 stub barrel shot gun she had thrown at the beast to get its attention. She slid the empty firearm into the back of the vehicle and turned to the scene where the new guy was aiding the larger one.

She raised a brow at that. She... doesn't remember... hm. I suppose this is a blessing... or a ticking time bomb. She thought, before nodding. "Carrie. Nice to meet you Jane..." She says, somewhat awkwardly before turning to Gwen who seemed unphased being eaten alive. "You're handling that better than I did." She chuckled, before turning to Ed and Jack. "Any injuries Ed? Whose the new guy?" She asked as he carried the large creature's body over to a trailer hitch Rafe was setting up with the officer, Scott.

Ed smirked at Carries comment, and shrugged his shoulders. "Only superficial claw marks on my shoulders. I'll live. As for this thing, meet Frogger, the beheaded mutant toad, or whatever the fuck this thing was." He saw that the people had already loaded all they could onto the ambulance, and the trailer they hitched onto it. "Alright, lets mount up and get the hell out of here."

Ed climbed up into the cab of the vehicle, pushing the drivers seat all the way back so his tall frame could fit, started the engine and threw the gear into first, before driving up the ramp and back out onto the street.

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