Merus was faraway from the area he had had his confrontation with Rex, but even still, someone managed to find him. However, this someone was Tanith, a loyal servant of the dragons who, like Merus, took a type of satisfaction from the suffering of others. By his words, Merus knew he could be trusted... for now at least. One hint of sympathy for the rebels, one hint of strife against the dragons, and Merus would be freezing Tanith down to his core.
"Tanith my friend, I see you know of their laughable activities as well," he said as he walked along deeper towards a secret chamber.
"What have you in mind?"
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Christopher just killed someone, you can make your way to him if you want.
Still possible to join? If yes, can I join as a non-lion character (hyena).
Hey, I don't think I'll be RPing in this RP, so Cabin 1 is up for grabs!
Truman was still trembling, Christopher could feel the continuous small spasms in his body as he pushed him along with the bladeless part of his tail. The nurse's fear made him smile. He knew Truman would have wanted to bolt to safety, but a single sudden move and Christopher would have a heart impaled on his stingers.
"H-here's the room where we keep the clothes...."
"Where we keep the clothes, WHAT?" Christopher demanded.
"Where we keep the clothes... Master."
"There we go Truman. I own you... for now. If you're a good boy, you'll get to get out soon."
Christopher laughed as he mimiced the nurse's words to him several times in previous check ups. It was obvious he was enjoying keeping the nurse in a constant state of fear.
"Now, do me a favor and bring my clothes to me!"
He used his tail to shove Truman into the room, and immediately the nurse went to Christopher's assigned locker, punched in a code, and brought out the articles of clothing. Christopher was already behind him when he turned around, and snatched the clothing from his hands.
"Let's see.... jeans, my favorite black t-shirt, socks, tennis shoes... everything's here."
Christopher then proceeded to tear two slits in the shirt to allow for his new wings freedom.
"Turn around Truman, and walk into that corner for a time out!"
The nurse did as he was told, allowing Christopher some privacy. The teenager changed, feeling refreshed. He stretched his muscles and wings.
"Ah.... much better."
Christopher walked up behind Truman and grabbed his neck, digging his black claws into his skin. He tossed him behind himself, causing the nurse to slam into the lockers. Christopher dashed on top of Truman, digging his claws deeper inside.
"Why?! I thought you said I could go after this!"
"Hmm... yes... but I hate you Truman..."
Truman was lifed up from the ground.
"You've been one hell of a bad nurse Truman... I don't think you deserve to live..."
"No, Christopher, wai-"
The large tail pierced through Truman's body, leaving one large, bloody hole. Truman gurgled out blood, writhing until he died.
"H-here's the room where we keep the clothes...."
"Where we keep the clothes, WHAT?" Christopher demanded.
"Where we keep the clothes... Master."
"There we go Truman. I own you... for now. If you're a good boy, you'll get to get out soon."
Christopher laughed as he mimiced the nurse's words to him several times in previous check ups. It was obvious he was enjoying keeping the nurse in a constant state of fear.
"Now, do me a favor and bring my clothes to me!"
He used his tail to shove Truman into the room, and immediately the nurse went to Christopher's assigned locker, punched in a code, and brought out the articles of clothing. Christopher was already behind him when he turned around, and snatched the clothing from his hands.
"Let's see.... jeans, my favorite black t-shirt, socks, tennis shoes... everything's here."
Christopher then proceeded to tear two slits in the shirt to allow for his new wings freedom.
"Turn around Truman, and walk into that corner for a time out!"
The nurse did as he was told, allowing Christopher some privacy. The teenager changed, feeling refreshed. He stretched his muscles and wings.
"Ah.... much better."
Christopher walked up behind Truman and grabbed his neck, digging his black claws into his skin. He tossed him behind himself, causing the nurse to slam into the lockers. Christopher dashed on top of Truman, digging his claws deeper inside.
"Why?! I thought you said I could go after this!"
"Hmm... yes... but I hate you Truman..."
Truman was lifed up from the ground.
"You've been one hell of a bad nurse Truman... I don't think you deserve to live..."
"No, Christopher, wai-"
The large tail pierced through Truman's body, leaving one large, bloody hole. Truman gurgled out blood, writhing until he died.
I'm glad you think so xD. When I reread it I actually started lauging out loud.
Nurse Truman walked into what was supposed to be the clean and orderly room of patient Christopher Watkins. Instead, he walked into a horror set. Bloodstains were smeared on the floor and bed of the room, and several holes were scattered throughout the room as if someone had taken a large spear and stabbed it in several directions. Christopher though, was nowhere to be seen.
"What the FUCK just happened in here?!" Truman shouted as he walked deeper into the room in search of Christopher. He looked at the ground and noticed that there was a bloodtrail leading behind the bed pod.
"Christopher," he bellowed as he walked behind the bed. "If this is some fucking joke you're going to-"
Christopher was not behind the bed as he had thought.
"What..."
As he stared down at the empty spot, he noticed a shadow shift on the floor. The shadow seemed to belong to a pair of large, leathery wings, prompting Truman to look up. What he saw made him scream. Christopher.
"Hi Truman!" Christopher exclaimed with false glee as he dove down on top of the nurse.
"Chr-Christopher! I uh... I... what happened to you?"
Christopher laughed as he pinned Truman down with his now enhanced strength. His new stinger brought itself up to Truman's heart at his command, threatening to stab through at any given moment.
"A lot of things have happened to me Truman, a lot of fucking depressing things if you actually took the time to listen and care like a proper nurse instead of being a fucking asshole!"
He ran his stinger along the nurse's body, cutting into his flesh to elicit a scream.
"But all of it doesn't really matter much anymore, especially with this little... metamorphosis I've had. Aren't I a beautiful butterfly?!"
Christopher picked Truman up by the neck.
"Say it you fucking shithead!"
"Ahh! You're... you're a beau-"
Truman was tossed harshly into the wall.
"Shut the fuck up, I actually hate butterflies," Christopher said with a twisted grin. He walked over to the cowering nurse.
"Now... I need my clothes. Mom and dad... they sent some of my favorite clothes over here for when I got out.... where are they?!"
The stinger aimed itself at Truman's bodu once more, easily able to stab him even though Christopher was a few feet away.
"Where?!"
Truman stammered as he got to his feet.
"F-follow me..."
"What the FUCK just happened in here?!" Truman shouted as he walked deeper into the room in search of Christopher. He looked at the ground and noticed that there was a bloodtrail leading behind the bed pod.
"Christopher," he bellowed as he walked behind the bed. "If this is some fucking joke you're going to-"
Christopher was not behind the bed as he had thought.
"What..."
As he stared down at the empty spot, he noticed a shadow shift on the floor. The shadow seemed to belong to a pair of large, leathery wings, prompting Truman to look up. What he saw made him scream. Christopher.
"Hi Truman!" Christopher exclaimed with false glee as he dove down on top of the nurse.
"Chr-Christopher! I uh... I... what happened to you?"
Christopher laughed as he pinned Truman down with his now enhanced strength. His new stinger brought itself up to Truman's heart at his command, threatening to stab through at any given moment.
"A lot of things have happened to me Truman, a lot of fucking depressing things if you actually took the time to listen and care like a proper nurse instead of being a fucking asshole!"
He ran his stinger along the nurse's body, cutting into his flesh to elicit a scream.
"But all of it doesn't really matter much anymore, especially with this little... metamorphosis I've had. Aren't I a beautiful butterfly?!"
Christopher picked Truman up by the neck.
"Say it you fucking shithead!"
"Ahh! You're... you're a beau-"
Truman was tossed harshly into the wall.
"Shut the fuck up, I actually hate butterflies," Christopher said with a twisted grin. He walked over to the cowering nurse.
"Now... I need my clothes. Mom and dad... they sent some of my favorite clothes over here for when I got out.... where are they?!"
The stinger aimed itself at Truman's bodu once more, easily able to stab him even though Christopher was a few feet away.
"Where?!"
Truman stammered as he got to his feet.
"F-follow me..."
The transfusion bag was empty, but even if it wasn't Christopher still would have pulled out the tubes leading into his bloodstream. He used his now functional arms to lift himself out of the bed and out onto the floor. To his surprise, he didn't drop to the floor, something odd for someone who hadn't really gotten much movement since he was sent to this place. In fact, he felt good, strong and energized. Something made him drop though. Pain. He felt something like several knives twisting in his muscles and spines, and resisted the urge to scream as he tugged at the locks of black, curly hair on his head.
*RIP*
Something tore through the upper piece of clothing he was wearing. Spines. He could feel them tear through his skin even though it didn't hurt as much as it should have. Christopher felt two new appendages emerge from his back. Wings, sizeable, sharp, scaly wings. Christopher picked himself up and staggered over to the mirror. What he saw was... astonishing. He saw something change on the brown skin of his arms. A tough, black exoskeleton grew on them, forming spines as his fingers grew into sharp claws. He could see out of his once dead eye, though now it was red and insect like.
"W-whatever the hell they put in that bag... did a lot more than it needed to..."
Christopher wondered something. Without thinking, he punched the wall and watched as his arm went through it. He certainly was as strong as he felt. One final change came to him to complete his transformation. A tail. A large, strong, insect like tail resembling the stinger of Megaguirus.
"Megaguirus...?"
Something suddenly began to piece together in his mind. The dreams and images, the odd colored bag, the changes... somewhere close to this medical station in space was another station monitoring the Kaiju captured from earth. Occasionally, they took samples from them, or so Christopher had heard when he asked about what went on there. What if there was a mishap... and some blood got sent over here.
"That would mean... there are others who are winding up like me..."
He looked at the mirror once more. He looked terrifying with the new additions of Megaguirus on his body. He still looked human though, and even still-
"Least I still look good," he joked. Christopher wasn't as terrified as he should have been for some reason, and didn't dwell on this fact as he thought of something.
"Truman..."
He walked over to the emergency call button, lifted the covering, and smashed the button....
*RIP*
Something tore through the upper piece of clothing he was wearing. Spines. He could feel them tear through his skin even though it didn't hurt as much as it should have. Christopher felt two new appendages emerge from his back. Wings, sizeable, sharp, scaly wings. Christopher picked himself up and staggered over to the mirror. What he saw was... astonishing. He saw something change on the brown skin of his arms. A tough, black exoskeleton grew on them, forming spines as his fingers grew into sharp claws. He could see out of his once dead eye, though now it was red and insect like.
"W-whatever the hell they put in that bag... did a lot more than it needed to..."
Christopher wondered something. Without thinking, he punched the wall and watched as his arm went through it. He certainly was as strong as he felt. One final change came to him to complete his transformation. A tail. A large, strong, insect like tail resembling the stinger of Megaguirus.
"Megaguirus...?"
Something suddenly began to piece together in his mind. The dreams and images, the odd colored bag, the changes... somewhere close to this medical station in space was another station monitoring the Kaiju captured from earth. Occasionally, they took samples from them, or so Christopher had heard when he asked about what went on there. What if there was a mishap... and some blood got sent over here.
"That would mean... there are others who are winding up like me..."
He looked at the mirror once more. He looked terrifying with the new additions of Megaguirus on his body. He still looked human though, and even still-
"Least I still look good," he joked. Christopher wasn't as terrified as he should have been for some reason, and didn't dwell on this fact as he thought of something.
"Truman..."
He walked over to the emergency call button, lifted the covering, and smashed the button....
This is starting to get good! Hopefully we'll be able to speed this up once all hell breaks loose!
*SCREEE!!!*
Megaguirus continued to thrash in he enclosure damaging the walls and making one hell of ruckus. Her wings were restrained, and this made her angry. She was the queen of all insects, she was the one who captured and restrained others to feed her young, not the other way around.
*SCREEEEE*
"Harry, go alert the higher ups what's going on. These enclosures are strong, but probably not strong enough to resist constant thrashing from am amgry Kaiju!"
Harry nodded, immediately running into the building behind him. He really didn't want to be around the queen anymore, especially after it had let out a sound like that.
The Queen's massive and powerful stinger writhed until eventually.... it broke free. It curled and began to stab at the restraints placed upon her wings, actually causing damage to them. The tough metal began to develop dents, and eventually sizeable punctures. She was breaking free. Chains began to break and snap.
Steven... he was not going to sick around to watch the show. He ran in after Harry, fast enough to catch up to him as he was about to enter the room with two officials, Bauer and the other one
"Sirs!" Harry said. He was shoved aside by Steven.
"Sirs, the queen, Megaguirus...." he panted, "She's breaking loose!"
Christopher twitched his arms. Wait... Holy shit. Christopher shot up from his bed. He had actually moved them! It was a miracle, the drug had actually worked! Suddenly though, his head began to ache, and it hurt like a bitch. More images rushed into his head. Flying above the earth, fighting monsters and impaling them with a massive stinger. More images, beating wings that unleashed a piercing wave that caused buildings to be demolished.
"What... what the hell... did they put in that bag?!"
Megaguirus continued to thrash in he enclosure damaging the walls and making one hell of ruckus. Her wings were restrained, and this made her angry. She was the queen of all insects, she was the one who captured and restrained others to feed her young, not the other way around.
*SCREEEEE*
"Harry, go alert the higher ups what's going on. These enclosures are strong, but probably not strong enough to resist constant thrashing from am amgry Kaiju!"
Harry nodded, immediately running into the building behind him. He really didn't want to be around the queen anymore, especially after it had let out a sound like that.
The Queen's massive and powerful stinger writhed until eventually.... it broke free. It curled and began to stab at the restraints placed upon her wings, actually causing damage to them. The tough metal began to develop dents, and eventually sizeable punctures. She was breaking free. Chains began to break and snap.
Steven... he was not going to sick around to watch the show. He ran in after Harry, fast enough to catch up to him as he was about to enter the room with two officials, Bauer and the other one
"Sirs!" Harry said. He was shoved aside by Steven.
"Sirs, the queen, Megaguirus...." he panted, "She's breaking loose!"
Christopher twitched his arms. Wait... Holy shit. Christopher shot up from his bed. He had actually moved them! It was a miracle, the drug had actually worked! Suddenly though, his head began to ache, and it hurt like a bitch. More images rushed into his head. Flying above the earth, fighting monsters and impaling them with a massive stinger. More images, beating wings that unleashed a piercing wave that caused buildings to be demolished.
"What... what the hell... did they put in that bag?!"
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