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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4990980" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Dawn Biozyme: Part 8 – The Summoning of Shub-Niggurath</strong></p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean was witness to the source of all miscreation and abomination. </p><p></p><p>For at the center of the room was a gray mass that quobbed and quivered, and swelled perpetually; and from it, in manifold fission, were spawned the anatomies that crept away on every side through the chamber. The shivering little blobs known as tertiary cnidocytes formed spontaneously from the goo while larger, pulpy white forms crawled across the heaving mother-thing's mass, searching for sustenance.</p><p></p><p>And madly, insanely, a beast with no such discernible anatomy possessed teats, and the mewling white wormy beasts set their puckered mouths upon them and sucked. </p><p></p><p>Mechanical hoses snaked forth from hidden chambers and probed the seething mass. Finding a teat, they began pumping the white, stringy fluid that dripped from them, filling a set of ten-gallon carboys at the far end of the chamber. </p><p></p><p>The thing occasionally faded slightly, in coordination with changes in the pitch of the field generator. </p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean recoiled, back, back, back into his own insignificant body. Back with the knowledge that in some way, he was part of this thing and she him, that this perversity way his mother, was everyone's mother, and that the benefits of her milk pumped through his veins. </p><p></p><p>Back in his own mind, Jim-Bean found himself screaming. His nose leaked blood. Jim-Bean curled up into a ball and tried to contain his form lest it melt away and crawl down into the chamber to sup at the All-Mother's teats and slurp from her…</p><p></p><p>BLAM! Pain slashed through Jim-Bean's thoughts, dragging his disembodied spirit back into his skull, hard. Blood leaked from a bullet hole in his forearm.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean wiped the blood from his nose. "What the hell?"</p><p></p><p>"I had to snap you out of it!" Hammer shrugged. "We've got to get out of here!"</p><p></p><p>A humming resonance assaulted their ears. A virulent orange light began to leak in everywhere in the building, almost like a seeping, glowing liquid. Smoke curled from machinery. The machinery that contained the seeping monstrosity began to fail.</p><p></p><p>Hammer yanked a hard drive out of one of the servers. "This should help. Let's go."</p><p></p><p>As they fled through the server room, a countdown clicked on the computer screens. They had just five minutes to go.</p><p></p><p>They ran down the hall back the way they came, jumping over corpses and the spattered remains of cnidocytes. All the remaining living cnidocytes had crawled their way to their mother's welcoming bosom.</p><p></p><p>Hammer reached a stairwell labeled EXIT. He tried the door. It was locked.</p><p></p><p>He fired his pistol into the lock mechanism and tried again. Nothing.</p><p></p><p>"Damn it! This place is locked down tight."</p><p></p><p>Behind them, there was the sound of steel girders snapping. Parts of the roof were collapsing as the thing burst free of its confines.</p><p></p><p>"Stand back," said Jim-Bean. He wiped his nose again – the nosebleed hadn't stopped – and tried to marshal his mental energy for one last push.</p><p></p><p>With a roar he shoved his palms forward at the door. The door blasted open from his telekinetic shove, tearing upwards as if it had been sucked through the air by a tornado.</p><p></p><p>Upstairs, a fire alarm rang. Hammer and Jim-Bean fled the building, flanked by accounts, lawyers, and Dawn Biozyme staff. </p><p></p><p>A safe distance away, they turned to watch.</p><p></p><p>A portion of the outer warehouse wall collapsed, crumpled to a heap of concrete and corrugated steel by an incidental blow from the Outer God. Tentacles and hooves and mouths and worse surged upward out of the wall just as the firebomb went off. The explosions tore across Dawn Biozyme with ruthless efficiency, each explosive rigged to blow a critical foundation. As the flames and smoke billowed outwards, tentacles probed hungrily for purchase…</p><p></p><p>And then it all sucked in upon itself. The flames, the smoke, and the Thing – gone in an instant. The suction was so strong that it ruffled the hair of onlookers.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean wiped more blood from his nose. The nosebleed had finally stopped.</p><p></p><p>"Next time," chastised Hammer, "never, EVER use your powers around an Outer God."</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4990980, member: 3285"] [b]Dawn Biozyme: Part 8 – The Summoning of Shub-Niggurath[/b] Jim-Bean was witness to the source of all miscreation and abomination. For at the center of the room was a gray mass that quobbed and quivered, and swelled perpetually; and from it, in manifold fission, were spawned the anatomies that crept away on every side through the chamber. The shivering little blobs known as tertiary cnidocytes formed spontaneously from the goo while larger, pulpy white forms crawled across the heaving mother-thing's mass, searching for sustenance. And madly, insanely, a beast with no such discernible anatomy possessed teats, and the mewling white wormy beasts set their puckered mouths upon them and sucked. Mechanical hoses snaked forth from hidden chambers and probed the seething mass. Finding a teat, they began pumping the white, stringy fluid that dripped from them, filling a set of ten-gallon carboys at the far end of the chamber. The thing occasionally faded slightly, in coordination with changes in the pitch of the field generator. Jim-Bean recoiled, back, back, back into his own insignificant body. Back with the knowledge that in some way, he was part of this thing and she him, that this perversity way his mother, was everyone's mother, and that the benefits of her milk pumped through his veins. Back in his own mind, Jim-Bean found himself screaming. His nose leaked blood. Jim-Bean curled up into a ball and tried to contain his form lest it melt away and crawl down into the chamber to sup at the All-Mother's teats and slurp from her… BLAM! Pain slashed through Jim-Bean's thoughts, dragging his disembodied spirit back into his skull, hard. Blood leaked from a bullet hole in his forearm. Jim-Bean wiped the blood from his nose. "What the hell?" "I had to snap you out of it!" Hammer shrugged. "We've got to get out of here!" A humming resonance assaulted their ears. A virulent orange light began to leak in everywhere in the building, almost like a seeping, glowing liquid. Smoke curled from machinery. The machinery that contained the seeping monstrosity began to fail. Hammer yanked a hard drive out of one of the servers. "This should help. Let's go." As they fled through the server room, a countdown clicked on the computer screens. They had just five minutes to go. They ran down the hall back the way they came, jumping over corpses and the spattered remains of cnidocytes. All the remaining living cnidocytes had crawled their way to their mother's welcoming bosom. Hammer reached a stairwell labeled EXIT. He tried the door. It was locked. He fired his pistol into the lock mechanism and tried again. Nothing. "Damn it! This place is locked down tight." Behind them, there was the sound of steel girders snapping. Parts of the roof were collapsing as the thing burst free of its confines. "Stand back," said Jim-Bean. He wiped his nose again – the nosebleed hadn't stopped – and tried to marshal his mental energy for one last push. With a roar he shoved his palms forward at the door. The door blasted open from his telekinetic shove, tearing upwards as if it had been sucked through the air by a tornado. Upstairs, a fire alarm rang. Hammer and Jim-Bean fled the building, flanked by accounts, lawyers, and Dawn Biozyme staff. A safe distance away, they turned to watch. A portion of the outer warehouse wall collapsed, crumpled to a heap of concrete and corrugated steel by an incidental blow from the Outer God. Tentacles and hooves and mouths and worse surged upward out of the wall just as the firebomb went off. The explosions tore across Dawn Biozyme with ruthless efficiency, each explosive rigged to blow a critical foundation. As the flames and smoke billowed outwards, tentacles probed hungrily for purchase… And then it all sucked in upon itself. The flames, the smoke, and the Thing – gone in an instant. The suction was so strong that it ruffled the hair of onlookers. Jim-Bean wiped more blood from his nose. The nosebleed had finally stopped. "Next time," chastised Hammer, "never, EVER use your powers around an Outer God." [/QUOTE]
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