Curtains#2 - It Came From Below!

[Velmont]

"No need to clean, I assure you. It gives a personnal touch to the place, and honestly, I hates to to have to clean just because we are recieving family. It's like lying to them that we aren't as messy as them. I don't expect others to like it either and I don't care..."

Lawrence looks around, trying to find the speaker, but it seems well hidden.

"But it would be the least to show up, you know, as an host. And do you have some coca-cola too. I am a bit thirsty, and the smell of the sewer have put a bad taste in my mouth I would like to get rid of too. Except that, everything is going fine with you?"

 

[Rybaer]

Pumping Station 6, Coast City
Apr 18
00:35

"Sorry, but I doubt I have anything to offer you that you would wish to drink," the voice says with a hint of amusement.

From the doorway nearest to the pumping station's control mechanisms steps a very large man, dressed in dirty, torn clothes that are clearly too small. His skin is rough and fibrous, similar in color and texture to the fungal tendrils that run throughout the room. His eyes glow a soft green.

As he enters the room, the fungal tendrils on the floor ripple around his feet. The effect makes it difficult to determine if he's actually walking or if the fungus is carrying him. He stops a comfortable twenty feet away from Lawrence.

"I am having a rather miserable night...and week for that matter," he says. "Thanks for asking. Now, what brings you down into the dark underbelly of Coast City? Surely you're not here for sight seeing."



ooc: Sometimes it's tricky to determine if you're in spider or human form. I'm assuming it's human at the moment. I think you've been mostly using the different names (Lawrence/Tarentula) to differentiate...which is fine as long as it's consistent and clear.

 

[Velmont]

OOC: I lost myself too sometimes, but one easy thing, I can only talk in human form.

"Not really..."

That's wonderfull, how I will get out of that...

"Too bad for the Coca-cola. I tought it could be found anywhere... To answer your question, I was searching someone. You know, all those fungus, they are creating a whole mess up there, and even down here. Not that I mind... well, just a bit, my father is a policeman, and I don't know if he has been affected to handle one of the crisis created by this fungus, but I hope he is alright... sorry , I lost myself here. As I said, I just want to talk to... well... anyone who control that fungal thing... or the fungus is acting on his own. In that case, I would need an interpret. You may help, you looks like someone who knows about such thing."

 

[Keia]

Professor Fate - HPs: 2

Harrington Street Subway Station, Coast City
April 18
00:34

The tendrils only extend a few feet into the subway tunnel and do not appear to be animate at the moment. The shaft that the tendrils have come through is less than a yard square and has little free space left over once the fungus is accounted for.

"I would assume that we want to get through there without disrupting the tendrils?" Fate asked the duo. "I can use the same trick from earlier tonight, carrying you while you are intangible . . . though as tired as I feel I may not be up for a similar trick to escape, if necessary. Any other suggestions?"

 

[Rybaer]

Pumping Station 6, Coast City
Apr 18
00:35

Though it is difficult to read his expressions through the thick, rough flesh, the man seems pained by what Lawrence says. His glowing green eyes look away.

"I hope your father is alright," he says softly. "I hope the entire city pulls through this mess. You were at the university tonight, weren't you? You...and others...trying to stop me."

The man's eyes flare brightly, the gentleness replaced with feral rage. His body quivers and the mass of tendrils surrounding him respond in kind - flaring up like vipers poised to strike at Lawrence. The fungal man lurches toward Lawrence, then abruptly twists and launches himself across the room into a large mass of tendrils. On his knees, the man starts to devour the fungus, his jaw unhinging to allow baseball sized chunks to be consumed with each bite. He appears to be completely consumed with eating, ignoring Lawrence.

 

[Velmont]

I didn't expect that...

Lawrence stay a moment immobile, staring at the man.

"Yes, I was there... sorry if I hurt you, but you were not like kindly. I am not a big orator, and I am not a genius. I am just a street rat that have done many bad thing in his life... but I want to help you. We were at the University to find what happen. We have learn a few things. We will help you, but we have to do it fast. If you know something that could help us to help you, you must tell it. I know those freaking powers may be curse, I don't like mines. Turning into a spider swarm is not what I think to be a fun thing. But I have found that it could be use to good use. I do not know if we will be able to cure you, I don't even know if you want to be cure, but we will find something to help you, if that you want... but if you don't want to be help, if you don't want all that things to stop, well... do you understand?"

Lawrence tell his last sentence on a sad tones, thinking about all that has happen today, and what more harms he could do if he wasn't cure. He seems a good guy, but his father may be somewhere in danger. Many people may be in danger if that man wasnt stopped. Life isn't fair, it hasn't been with him, nor it has been with Gus, and it has looked like even less fair with that man... he really starts to see these curtain as a curse more than a blessing for this world... for his world.

 

[Rybaer]

Pumping Station 6, Coast City
Apr 18
00:35

The fungal man continues to cram chunks of fungal matter into his mouth, not appearing to hear Lawrence at first. The gorging eventually slows down and he appears to regain control of himself enough to turn and listen.

"You're a good kid," he says, small bits of fungus tumbling from his mouth to the damp floor. "You and your friends need to stop me - kill me or heal me before I destroy the city. The fungus has incorporated itself into my body in a way I have been unable to understand. I must eat it in greater and greater quantities. It, in turn, is growing exponentially. We will grow until the city is destroyed and consumed...then the surrounding countryside. We might be powerful enough to consume every bit of organic matter on the planet, eventually.

"I cannot stop myself. Whenever I try, my brain...stops working properly. All I can do is eat. I lash out at anything or anyone in my path. Even now, it's taking all my will to keep from snapping you in half...that other thing's demands are so strong, so compelling."

The man's green eyes flare with a hint of danger. As he rises from his knees, the fungal tendrils in the room move in kind as if creating a gargantuan extention of his already large frame.

"Hurry," he growls.

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ooc - what are the rest of you up to? Keia chimed in with a suggestion about finding an alternate path or using group insubstantiality. Anyone else have an opinion?

 

[Radiant]

Jorgi

"Lawrenceisinthatthing?Weneedaplan,butlet'sbehonestwewon'tcomeupwithone."

His energy field glowing with it's full force Jorgi tires to fly through the whole, if it isn't big enough he will start blasting his way through.

 

[Velmont]

"I'll go find some help, but tell me, before I go, do you know any way to stop or slow that thing. You are the one who studied it the most."

On that, Lawrence slowly step back to the way he came, but still put his eyes on the man, twaiting for his answer.

 

[Mimic]

Granite Health fine hp:1 remain

"Sounds good Fate, no way I am going to fit through there without help." Granite responds as he grabs his shoulder.

"We better hurrry though, no telling how much trouble Lawerence is in."

ooc: sorry for the delay in posting... its been a weird week.