“Don’t worry kokoriain I’ve ever got you!” Derk told Voyo “and for kibal I, Er I haven’t seen/heard from him since I split up with him to go back to the lighthouse/building” Derk stammered “so which way/direction I we heading Tar?” Derk call to the matoran in front of him.
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Kibal was now straggling to walk as he used to, so he decided to fellow the voice in his head and he got down on to all fours and started moving with more speed around the room
The vahki took a moment the register what it was seeing before launching a level 5 teleport disk at the Hapaka.
Zeran was uncomfortable, he shifted to a more comfortable position, and promptly hit his head on the roof of his pod“Hmgrmmmm.” He complained as he opened his eyes. “Where am I? Who am I?” He climbed out of his pod. “Zeran, that sounds right, that’s one question answered.” He looked around the room, to his left was a broken device, there was windows dotted around the room and a body, Zeran thought he could hear shuffling somewhere outside. He decided he would inspect the pod he had climbed out of first.
Outside of an potential equipment Zeran had on him when he was put into the pod, there wasn’t much else to say about it. It was a sphere metal object, just large enough to contain him with a little bit of extra room. Though the corpse was no longer in the lighthouse as it was tossed out earlier, likely eaten by the crabs.
Speaking of the Hordika Keras, Zeran can still hear them around the side of the lighthouse. Their tapping scuttles and slurping munches interrupted any potential peace as they finished up snacking on the wolves. Provided they didn’t spot the Matoran above them, they’ll likely leave him alone.
@N01InParticular
Kibal finds this new method of movement to feel almost…natural. He is able to easily dodge the incoming strike of the beasts. Might even discover that he can climb up the walls as though he was walking on flat ground, depending on panicked he is in movement. Though he can easily see a doorway out of the room and can run out there.
Zeran laid out his various trinkets in front of him, one item was a metal stick, well that’s what it appeared to be at first, upon pressing a button on the side it extended to form a bo-staff. The other was a device, the best he could describe it was that it was a rectangle with a cylinder on the front and a symbol on the side, He found that pressing a button on it turned it on and pressing another took a picture. Slowly certain memories were coming back to him, the most he could remember now was that he was photographer, he wasn’t from here, and he dabbled in engineering other than that everything else was fuzzy,
Zeran finally inspecting his cloak , it was a long piece of fabric that slowly widened as it got closer to the bottom, on what he assumed was the top was a hood. He somehow figured out how to take it off and put it back on, “it’s a scarf with a hood. Ooh more runes!” He said excitedly as he glanced at the back of the cloak. “Now time to find an exit.” Zeran said as he looked around the room. “There has to be some stairs around here.” He had now noticed that the shuffling was now starting to sound a lot more like scuttling, and it was coming from below him, “be quite.” He whispered to himself.
There were indeed some stairs, quite easy to spot. Though luckily for him, he can parse out that the scuttling was not coming from the direction of the stairs. So that was probably a safe direction.
Gatora peaks outside from behind the door. She had no weapons to speak of, having fired off her disk. She quickly looked around for anything that would be of use in her surroundings. She made careful note to stay out of sight of the Rahi and Visorak.
Zeran speedily climbed down the stairs ignoring any rooms on the way down. About halfway down he stopped and listened, more scuttling he noted that it was louder here. Zeran slowly crept down the rest of the stairs and stopped to listen for more scuttling, instead his other senses noticed something first.
Behind the door was a matoran clad in pink armor. “Slowly approach from a direction she would notice” he thought. Zeran moved to a back wall and inched until he was opposite of the side the matoran was on, he then waved at them making sure that she noticed him.
Tar ducks down and evades a Rhotuka. He took a second to reassure himself he was still alive. With the charging hapaka quickly approaching him, he had little time to react. “NO NO NO!!! NOT AGAIN!!!” he cries. He makes a run for it, but trips and falls face flat after a few steps.
Lync tries to give Weldvo a little shove towards the bridge. “Go. I’ll be right behind you.” @Spawner
Weldvo looks across the bridge nervously. For some reason his mind felt very uncomfortable by the thought of going over a bridge.
“Ok sure, whatever you say,” he said in a shaky nervous voice. He practically hugged the ground has he went across, making sure that is every step has measured and calculated.
“Aarrrggh, I hate those things!” Derk says as he doges the rhotuka, derk can see the Vahki as it shoots the teleport disk towards the Hapaka “please hit, please hit” derk wishes to himself, he looked around for some rocks, preparing for things to go pear shaped
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Kibal notices the open, unguarded, door way “ugh, what ever is out there has got to be better than what’s in here” he mutters to himself whilst dodging attacks from the creatures, when he sees an opportunity he scuttles to the doorway
As far as Gatora could tell, there wasn’t any useful items within the immediate vicinity. It would seem that most of the resources were already collected from here, save what remaining pods are back up at the top. Of course, those pods are empty, so only the pod itself is available as material.
The Rahi don’t notice her or Zeran. From what can be heard, it sounds like the crabs are returning back to their watery existence.
@keiththelegokid @N01InParticular
The Vahki lucks out and the teleportation disk manages to strike the large Hapaka. In a brief instance, Tar can almost feel the hound on him only for it to suddenly be gone. If they take the time to look for it, they can find that it has been relocated to be on top of the feeding center. It is very confused and will take a second to regain its bearings.
The same could not quite be said for the smaller Hapaka, who have now reach them. They attempt to strike each Matoran with a charging headbutt.
Voyo can start moving his fingers and can move a limb with some difficulty. Just a little bit longer and the paralysis will be fully gone. The Vahki can now see, however, it receives a warning that the hive it was using for disks is starting to run low.
@1000Purse30 @Eilrach @ProfSrlojohn @Cordax
Kibal is able to make it out the door and finds himself in a small hallway. The hallway itself looked much like the room he was in, agitated muscle tissue and metal mixed in with the halls. He could go either left or right, but towards the right it appeared to lead to a larger opening. To the left it was hard to see where it would lead, it just appeared to be more hallway from his current position.
Since Pakiki was more confident, he manages to make it a little ways over half of the bridge while Weldvo only nears the midway point. As before, it seemed like the creatures might just watch; perhaps they found the Matoran’s heightened nerves to be entertaining. At least perhaps, until Pakiki crossed the halfway point. Even for those watching, there seemed to be little warning when they suddenly burst through and drop from the chute.
Now out of their hiding, the creatures were easier to make out. Large, multi-legged monsters with a bipedal torso gutting out of its front end, having a pair of long, finned arms that end in webbed and barbed claws. Their heads were massive, easily the size of the Visorak and bore some resemblance to them for those that spotted them earlier. Though these ones sported six shredding mandibles and its head had become more bulbous and thicker, sporting two launchers. With no-one to save them, the old Chute Lurkers were easy victims of the Visorak’s curse.
One landed squarely in the middle of the bridge, facing towards Weldvo and Lync, splitting the party as it leaves Pakiki, Vergil, and Halmos behind itself. It screeches at Weldvo before lunging its arms forwards in attempts to grab the Matoran. At least two others land in the waters either side of the bridge, both facing and starting to head towards Vergil and Halmos. The water ones charge up their Rhotuka.
Halmos’ violent start should have scattered the pile he was now holding, but he managed to keep it all in his arms. He spun around to run, but hesitated.
If he ran, that would undoubtedly draw the two in the water, and it might help Lync and Weldvo get across. But then he’d have two giant monsters to deal with, both with ranged weaponry and undoubtedly very fast. Plus, he could potentially draw all three, and… Bad. Much worse if he was the only one to run.
With a significant amount of regret, Halmos turned back towards the monsters, shuffling the pile in his arms until he was able to get a knife out. Wherever the other two went or whatever they did, he would have to stick with the group. Bummer.
The Vahki registered the information, and fired began firing it’s staves at the smaller Hapaka taking care not to effect the Matoran.
Vergil crouches so low she’s almost kneeling, saying nothing. Her countenance pales, eyes dimming and widening into huge glowing spheres.
A terror two degrees away from paralysis crawls through the Matoran’s veins. They’re here. Not as many heads or eyes, but teeth and muscle. Warped and bloated with hunger.
They’re hungry.
They’re hungry.
The spear in her hands shakes like a leaf, and a moment later she drops it entirely, scrambling for her launcher and aiming it at one of the Chute Lurkers. The launcher shakes violently as well, but Vergil manages to hold it still enough for a moment. Her mouth clamps shut into a thin line and she fires one of her remaining Weakness Discs at the closer Chute Lurker (of the two facing her and Halmos).
Halmos growls at the chute lurkers. No amount of firepower on their part could hope to take them down. His chemical knowledge could maybe be put to use, but he had no idea what he was looking at in his hands - was this food or cleaner? Maybe some kind of preserved fish? Nothing had labels and everything was heavy.
“Here, I think this is a disc of-”
Stopping halfway from pulling a disc out of the bottom of the pile, Halmos saw the launcher rattling. Muscle tension experiments had long perished from his brain but the instincts were still present and still pointed him in one specific direction: Fear. Dread.
Horror.
Pakiki’s immediate response was to draw his sword. Turning to the chute lurker that was threatening weldvo and Lync, he attacked it with his sword. almost instantly, he felt a tinge of regret, but it was too late to run now.
OOC: I’ll mention that Pakiki has no fear of heights since he spent most of his life high up in the Knowledge towers of Ko Metru.
She looked at the dunce and glared as she quietly moved towards him, “Do you have any disks?” she whispered as silently as she could.
“What? Why do you need a circle?” Zeran pulled out his camera, “I’ve got a camera. But no circles. Try one of the rooms upstairs. I didn’t go in any but maybe they have the disks your looking for.”