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<blockquote data-quote="Rybaer" data-source="post: 1963669" data-attributes="member: 118">Pumping Station 6, Coast CityApr 1800:35The fungal man continues to cram chunks of fungal matter into his mouth, not appearing to hear Lawrence at first.&nbsp; The gorging eventually slows down and he appears to regain control of himself enough to turn and listen.&quot;You're a good kid,&quot; he says, small bits of fungus tumbling from his mouth to the damp floor.&nbsp; &quot;You and your friends need to stop me - kill me or heal me before I destroy the city.&nbsp; The fungus has incorporated itself into my body in a way I have been unable to understand.&nbsp; I must eat it in greater and greater quantities.&nbsp; It, in turn, is growing exponentially.&nbsp; We will grow until the city is destroyed and consumed...then the surrounding countryside.&nbsp; We might be powerful enough to consume every bit of organic matter on the planet, eventually.&quot;I cannot stop myself.&nbsp; Whenever I try, my brain...stops working properly.&nbsp; All I can do is eat.&nbsp; I lash out at anything or anyone in my path.&nbsp; 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.&quot;The man's green eyes flare with a hint of danger.&nbsp; 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.&quot;Hurry,&quot; he growls.*****ooc - what are the rest of you up to?&nbsp; Keia chimed in with a suggestion about finding an alternate path or using group insubstantiality.&nbsp; Anyone else have an opinion?</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Rybaer, post: 1963669, member: 118"] 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. ***** 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? [/QUOTE]

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