Kazemitsu

Mass Effect: Andromeda

Well a horde of monsters is as good a place to join in as any o3o

Blue Fog - A Survival and Society Building Game

Rafael

Rafael turned his dimly glowing eye towards Mable as she seemed to give him an order. "Let someone else get their hands dirty. It'll be a good learning experience on how to skin, debone, and gut something." He said, he obviously had experience in it. Especially with the 'tools' he had at his disposal. Although he doubted anyone paid much attention to his body shifting and molding to fit what he needed when he needed it. Hell even the people back in his world barely paid attention, more intend on filling him with bullets or fleeing in terror.

Rolling his shoulders a bit he plopped down on the grass. The plague-man seemed to be havi9ng a break down at the revelations of the absence of a plague. It was probably his entire existence to fight it and here they are plagueless. "Settle down and save the meltdown for a fight. Better to put all that emotion into combat than a conversation." He said while playing with the grass. It was still weird touching it, experiencing something he hadn't for so long.

While he toyed with the plant life the others were introducing, reintroducing, and telling the rest their objectives. A clone, which was just barely legal in his time, a soldier of some sort, and the rest. The one who called for the meeting shot the ground near the reptile who was mowing down on a whole linebacker. "Thought reptiles had a stupidly slow metabolism. When was the last time you ate?" He questioned while using the tips of his fingers to pluck the grass and make little grass mounds.

Zombie Apocalypse: The Best Kind of Apocalypse

Zombehs! :D

Blue Fog - A Survival and Society Building Game

Rafael

It didn't take the mutated man long to undo the nuts and bolts of the bleachers. He let the others carry it into the box while he continued his disassembly. While he worked he listened to them talk, beak face mentioned plague. "Been a few thousand years in recorded history since someone was hit by a plague." He said while tossing bolts and nuts into the dimensional box. Aside from the very dirt under their feet they had grabbed anything of value left in the field. He kept the idea of agriculture to himself, he doubted anyone had seeds just laying in their pockets.

The group left the room and went down the hall to the group of people. The loud girl, Mable, just shot off at the mouth again and people weren't particularly pleased with the idea of eating the Linebackers. "Hey if they don't eat it it's just more for us. They can starve for being picky." He said, clearly more of a survivalist than a 'make the people feel nice' type. A rumbling was quick to pop up and now there was water. Well that was always good, dehydration would kill you twice as fast as hunger.

"Hm...mysterious wall, opening to a type of ball game, now a river. Anything else gonna open up, wall-god?" He said while looking at the wall expectantly. He honestly didn't believe in gods, he was made with science with a dash of cruelty after all. Oh well, someone quipped up about a team meeting. "Why do we need a team meeting, kiddo?" Rafael questioned, not particularly please. He was anti-social by nature thanks to his...inhuman appearance. He was acting friendly since it eased tensions and it was impossible to read his face. He didn't have one.

Mass Effect: Andromeda

iono is lazy for I don't know XD

Mass Effect: Andromeda

Iono where to join in XD

Blue Fog - A Survival and Society Building Game

Rafael

Rafael's search was short lived as he tore the organs out. The beasts bulk fell back, since most of its weight was on its spine. Smoke poured from its mouth, along with the other ones in the vicinity. "Well that was anti-climactic." He muttered as the blood on his hands soaked in, leaving no trace. While the others were distracted with the box dull cracking sounds came from his body. His torso split open revealing a massive maw of razor sharp teeth. In went the heart and lungs of the Linebacker. A dull thump and his body was closed once more, leaving not a single seam or evidence his body could do it.

Rolling his shoulders he went over to the chest just as Mable sprang from it with a gasp and thwack of her hair. Apparently it could hold more than its physical form let on. "Dimensional box, box of holding, various names for a single function." He said, the girls name for it didn't really roll off the tongue very well. Not that he had one. She asked if the Linebackers were edible, which got him to shrug. "We're sure if you lot can make a fire they'll be edible. If it's meat we can eat it, our mutation won't allow for any other disease or illness to infiltrate our body." He said with a shrug.

At the mention of the bleachers he gave them a once over before he got up close. It didn't take him long to find the bolts holding them together. His fingers changed shape and he started disassembling the metal contraption. No point ripping it apart if there's an easy way of doing things. It seemed he was all about conserving energy.

Mass Effect: Andromeda

Derp? o.o

Blue Fog - A Survival and Society Building Game

Rafael

Rafael was amused that the armadillo monster couldn't keep up with him. He swayed under another attack, his head and eye staying locked onto the beast. His fist came around and plowed into the creatures side with a meaty whump. Their armor was like his, all natural and tough but still a little pliable due to the organic nature. Another miss from the beast and another attack landing in the side of its ribs. One of the core ways of ruining someones day in a fight was to take out their core. No core, no power in your attacks. Of course the creature was getting angry and made a very foolish mistake. It lunged right at him for a bear hug.

Laughing he let the beast catch him in the hug. As the creatures arms encircled him his hands changed, bringing about those wicked looking claws once more. It had pulled him into its only unarmored spot and he capitalized on it. With unnatural flexibility his hands drove into the creatures stomach, pointing up and hunting for its heart and lungs while blood poured from its ruined abdominals. His fingers flexed in a grabbing motion as he dug in, slicing apart every organ between him and his target. Of course it probably still had time to throw him away but it would be very injured.

Rafael was barely listening to what everyone else was saying but he was hoping to finish this off to move on to another target. The girls voice from before was carrying over, was she acting like a cheerleader for the group? Well at least she was trying to be useful...why was he feeling lighter and stronger? Was that something she could do? He honestly didn't believe in magic, it just wasn't a thing from where he was and it most certainly wasn't psionic. He'd have to question about this later.

Mass Effect: Andromeda

Derp o3o