"I hope not, VFI's facilities there make a prison look sanitary," Cecile commented, taking note of the journalist's uncanny reaction time. "Come, if you've called for an ambulance, they'll be here to aid everyone injured soon, for now we need to get Amanita..."

It suddenly dawned on the medic on her companion's case, that it seemed familiar. "Are you being hunted down?" She asked Amanita.

As Magnus entered the building, he stopped short of few feet from the front door. He turned, looking outside again.
What was he doing? Well looking for anyone else who might want to help take VFI of course!
He noticed a small group of people on the outer ranks of the rioters, he would try to remember what they looked like.
A girl that seemed to have green skin...
A woman in a VFI guard uniform... (Why wasn't she trying to stop the riot?)
A man wearing a camera around his neck, along with a red tie...

Magnus nodded, making note of those three people, then dashed back into the halls of the VFI building...

Amanita frowned upon the thought, now thinking about it they're probably looking for her right now since her escape.

"Unfortunately," Amanita sourly replied. She turned away and coughed heavily, wheezing harshly due to her sickness.

"They wanted to use me," she tried to speak through her phlegm-filled throat, "for their fucked-up experiments. I've been on the run the entire night without rest and, as you can see," she coughed again, "I feel like shit."

"Boy oh boy..." Frank sighed and looked down at the bloodstained floor. "I can't catch a break, can I?"
"Well, at least I'll get a good story for this." He popped another red bull, and was about to drink it when a beer bottle, clumsily aimed, knocked it out of his hands.
"Oh, what the-*bleep*"

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Sign ups were closed and we've already started. I could add you to the list of reserve characters if you're interested so whenever someone quits or dies then you could potentially join, but otherwise there's no getting in lol.

yeah that would be great!

@Veir Sorry to interrupt this role play (which is getting progressively more awesome), but if someone dies, you'll send the next person a private message correct?

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@Veir Sorry to interrupt this role play (which is getting progressively more awesome), but if someone dies, you'll send the next person a private message correct?

Yeah that's correct.

Virachne sprinted full speed for the front door with the minotaur close behind. She entered quickly with a burst of speed and stopped as three branching hallways led out of a large lobby area. No one was in sight and each corridor looked exactly the same. White walls, white tile floor. She had no immediate idea of which direction to go. Her thoughts however were interrupted as Magnus caught up to her.

Draou teleported into the third floor, where the massive hole had been blown out of a wall. He was in some kind of office area with individual cubicles set up. No furniture was in these cubicles yet, but it was clear that this was some kind of staff work place. A door at the far end of the room led into a white walled hallway.

Meredith crawled carefully across the top of the building, avoiding the eyes of the enemy sniper. However despite her efforts to stay hidden a sudden small explosion of rock and debris filled her vision as a sniper round punched through the concrete of the building right in front of her. The creeping suspicion that he knew where she was was beginning to dawn on her.

Magnus caught up to Spider girl, who was looking down three corridors. Seemingly pondering which one to take. Magnus stood, watching her ponder for a few minutes. Then, getting impatient he said to her, "If you don't mind, I'm going to take the one in the middle, maybe find Draou, then meet back up with you." He said, she rolled her eyes at him.

He dashed down the middle corridor, looking for a stairway, because, if Draou had done anything, he'd have teleported into the hole in the third floor.
No sounds came from the hallways, except for the echoes of his footsteps. He looked right and left, looking for a stairwell. Finding one, he bounded up the steps to the third floor, hoping to find Draou.

Don't panic

Was the the thought that she forced herself to think although the panic was welling up from her subconscious. Somehow the man was tracking her even though she was completely flat across the ground.

Suddenly, a bird landed on the edge of the roof, and an idea popped into her head. A stupid insane idea that would probably get her killed. Then she glanced at the wall that used to be there till the sniper barely missed her.

Probably is better than definitely.

She locked her holster and tightly secured Reviathan on her back. Then, in one deft motion, she contorted herself into a running pose, and took a deep breath.

"Definitely, not the vacation I was hoping for...If I survive this, I'll probably go to a buffet or something," she promised her self.

Without hesitation, Meredith ran to edge of the building, spun around, and leapt so that she was facing it. The building wasn't very tall, but it was tall enough to kill her and nothing around it could break her fall.

Without time to think, she slammed her left hand into the building. It was obscenely tearing through the building like a knife through a sheet of paper. She even began to slow down. That being said it was only a hand with implants, not a complete robot hand and the skin and flesh tore away like tissue paper.

Pain errupted from her hand to her body and Meredith nearly lost consciousness, the hand a metallic frame barely hung on to the side of the building as she dangled from it.

Izzy finished patting down the final victim, shifting the gummy bear to be the most comfortable. "The ambulance will be here soon I'm sure, just stay still." He ordered and got up, patting dust off his knees. He picked his bucket back up and popped a gummy bear into his mouth, looking around to see if he missed anyone. Suddenly he heard the screech of metal followed by a pained grunt and he looked around to find the source. Not finding it in his general vacinity he looked further, past the three standing around, to the buildings. He looked at the windows and the roofs, wondering where the screech came from and then found it. Hanging like rag doll, her hand wedged into the building which mystified him and made him cringe at the same time. He didn't know where the screech came from but he knew that she was the one who had probably made the pained grunt and quickly began running to her, his basket jostling about, the wrappers inside scratching against the plastic walls. He went into the alleyway and pulled out two gummy bears. He made them as big as he could and laid the two, 2' long gummy bears on the floor face-first so they looked like a table. "Jump!" He called up, "they'll catch you!"

Frank looked at the empty red bull on the ground, its contents spilling out onto the street, mixing with blood to create a liquid that reminded him of cranberry juice.
Another bottle came right at him, whirring with intensity. "Oh, you little sonuvagun..."
He grabbed the bottle, and looked at it in disgust before throwing it back with uncanny accuracy.
He saw a woman hanging from a side of a large building, blood slowly oozing out of her hand.
"What would my old man say about all of this? Oh yeah, "Give me another beer.""
He started sprinting to the woman.

The boy smiled with pride as the woman landed and settled, sinking into the gummy bear. He crept up to her and saw her eyes were closed so he placed his mitten on her leg and shook it slightly. "Hello? Miss?" He softly shook her and looked at her. She was really pretty and was dressed like a spy or something, she must be a secret agent! He looked back and saw a man running towards them, he had to hide her to keep her identity secret. He grabbed a bar of chocolate and quickly expanded it, blocking the entrance of the alleyway. As he would have to deal with the wall of Hersey's, he quickly began trying to move her to safety. He tried to push her forward, and the gummy bears inched across the ground, it wasn't working very well. He was only 10 years old, and she was a 6' tall woman laying on two gummy bears that were getting really good traction on the alley floor. The "wall of Hersey's" also wasn't much of a wall either. It was a 4'10" tall, 2' wide, and 1' thick bar of chocolate that was standing in the middle of the alleyway, with squeeze room to move around it, the most the man would have to do would be to turn sideways and shuffle through.

Draou grinned as he noticed the whole room was empty.
Starting to jog, he made his way to the entrance of the hallway, still holding his quarterstaff in both hands.
Draou went up next to the entrance of the white hallway, safely on the side of the entrance, he sends an invisible penny-sized reconnaissance space rupture to scout, hoping to spot any security measures that might be set up ahead.
Draou whispers: "Cmon... cmon... find me something..."

Frank skidded to a halt. "Oh, what the-"
A little brown wall stood in front of Frank. It reminded him of...
"No, Frank. You aren't there anymore. That is definitely not what you are thinking. You aren't in africa anymore."
He quickly picked it up, and, holding it like a shield(or rolling), advanced forward.