RP Cerci Vacation Colony

Ruslad does land on something....not a mutant. But a particularly thorny rosebush.... And your about 5 miles away from the rendezvous point...

 

Ouch, it looked like a mutant from there. At least I can still.. wal- OUCH! Nope, not walking with broken OUCH legs. I'll just sit here and wait for the transp- OUCH.

 

As Ruslad begins walking, The floran that made the rock remark lands behind him

" Well, I guess im gonna be with ya.. "

The Floran gives Ruslad a look

" Did you REALLY just hit a rock? "

 

The Floran kneels down beside Ruslad, before injecting him with a sickly orange liquid

" You should feel better in a minute.. "

The Floran stands up

" Names Marx... yours? "

 

"So glad for armor... OUCH" Ruslad cringes and lays down, waiting.
"My names OUCH Ruslad, but you can call me OUCH Rust. Now please get these OUCH thorns out of me"

 

Marx readies a railrifle he is carrying

" I don't feel good about something... "

 

"And I feel better about my broken bones, but yeah, I have a very bad feeling about this"
Ruslad readies his assault rifle

 

Suddenly a rabbit brushes by Marx's leg... Marx facepalms

" Really Marx.... "

 

"Seriously? A rabbit?

 

" Guess so.. "

 

"Well, I feel good enough to walk, so let's get moving"

 

Marx nods and begins walking towards a silvery building in the distance

 

A section of the building in the distance...explodes....Well what the heck.....

" Holy craap! "

 

@The Alonne

Well...if not trying to escape the wrath Royal Guard wasn't bad enough, Now your fighting creatures reminiscent of Lovecraftian horrors and something just exploded

A Cerci guard yells

" What the he- "

The guard doesn't finish, he is promptly eviscerated by a creature

You notice some of the creatures closing in on a family of apex

 

Ruslad shouts "Heck yeah! Explosions!" And starts running towards the building

 

Marx rushes after Ruslad, priming his rifle.

Ruslad notices the bright red landing craft of the White Cross land near the building

 

Enigma rushes towards the creatures, scythe in hand.
"Time to die, fools!"

 

"Hey Marx! There's the craft!" Ruslad begins waving his hands in the air

 

Many of the creatures trying to attack the family face Enigma...they are quite horrifying...

Not soon after someone from the craft notices Ruslad, " Something" barrels through the craft. Rending it to shreds....

 

"Wait, just rembered I'm covered in thorns..." Ruslad hits the ground, partially unconscious.