(I reliese that, as I'm relatively new (but lurked for a while), not many would know I rp... soo I present thee, my rp active post!)
Sieg's status wrote:
[Location: West of mall.
The city was not such a bad place, Sieg thought with some humour, possibly irony. It was either a paradise or a hellhole, depending on how high you were on the food chain. For anybody that possessed arms and the skill to utilise those, rather high up the proverbial ladder. The male on the other hand, had long known that some beasts would be far too concerned with their bellies to take such sagely knowledge to heart, and running from a fast moving pack of voracious, stubborn and stupid monsters proved thus. He was lucky enough to posess a strong, enduring body with a gift for speed and navigation, four wolf-like ears were flattened, aware as his cyan optics were. Lycanthrope-like body was stooped, evading what come may. Strong, hoof-like feet carried his body onwards, a sharp needle-plant ripped a small tear into his black and dusty leggings.
The softly crooning birds of the deep blue sky seemed to mock his attempts of retrieving a few essentials from a lovely little pharmaceuticals store. Beams of light simmered through the holes of the ruined car park’s structure. A small, dusty black case dangling from his clawed grasp as he ducked under beams, overgrown plant-roots and the occasional organic projectile. One needle whistled past one of four flattened ears, an inhuman bark and expletives in response, with hisses and garbled, hyena-like shrills and chattering foot falls of stick-like limbs against the cracked, concrete surface, the faded yellow arrows directing up the multi-tiered structure.
On the ground floor, moving up a sloping ramp and riddled with thick roots and un-natural flows that had a deceptive beauty, the sprinting wolf-like humanoid was avoiding them all the same, acidic spitting from some of the sources of motion and noise, hindering one antagonist and melting enough carapace to elict a hallowing shriek. Sieg’s sandaled feet would occasionally crush a hand-sized insect that was briefly mourned by a hiss, and then eaten by more that tended to other plants with the hundreds of tiny filaments bursting from crab-like and fragile bodies.
The supposed way he had been looking for was ahead, up another ramp and through a hole in the wall, created by a marauder that had been far too eager with explosives sometime ago. Grabbing at a vertical support to fling himself around the slanted corner, Sieg caught a glance at his pursuers, metre-tall, grotesque insect-like creatures with legs thinner than a man’s wrist yet strong enough to support the torso-like body, small, delicate and chitin -covered limbs hanging from the exposed rib-cages, topped by a worm-like maw that terminated in many mandibles flowing from within, shrapnel expelling from within and shattering against solid surfaces, yet capable of shredding soft flesh.
Which is how the retreating Scavenger found out, a single needle shot through and out the other side of his left lower leg, stumbling him in un-expected pain but some minor relief, as it had missed the bone easily but nether the less, adding another distraction to him. Relief was in the form of a telepathic 'ping' from the creature fused to his spine, giving him strength to continue without suffering in pace. The light of day poured through the human-sized gap in the concrete wall ahead, in a most whimsical manner that compelled him to duck regardless, knowing that the bright, flowered strands of flesh hanging from above was beauty and teasing death. He awkwardly slid forwards, falling from the hole and – grappling madly for some of the many roots spilling down the side of the building – Noted with glee that the parody of a Venus fly-trap like… thing above swung downwards, it’s head splitting open once inside and – from the resulting cacophony of shrills, shrieks and hissing – presumably gorging upon the hapless foes, at least distracting them. If not annihilating one or two as a bonus as compensation for their… inconvenience.
Too focused upon keeping to the roots and the fear of heights distracted his natural conscience, despite the ‘ping’ efforts to calm him down from the indifferent mind of his Deranger ‘accomplice’, that his grip upon the roots faltered and failed, for such convenient rope-like matter ended higher up then expected. Karma was unkind today, whilst Sieg had been wordlessly mocking the stupidity of the creatures, he had forgotten that the tilted trash unit was on the right
side of the opening, which would have lessened his fall enough to prevent the dislocated leg and plentiful supply of discomfort he received for his troubles.
It took upwards of twenty five minutes, thirteen seconds to reach the rusted chain-link fence, another three and a bit to navigate around to one of the guarded entrances. Counted by the second, by ‘Jadket’, Sieg’s second… mind. The second partner of this symbiosis at least relieved him of the pain that accompanied multiple bruises and popping dislocated limbs back into place. Such manipulation of sensations was easy, however his pace was no better, a slight limp was still present, but bearable. I bloody hope they appreciate this…
The Lycan-esque humanoid thought with a audible growl-like huff. With the dusty, dented black metal case in one hand, the other aching from the fall, he moved into the mall, never a heavily populated place and sometimes too quiet.
Sieg's status wrote:
[Health: Lightly wounded.
[Status: Bruises, aches.]
(Don't need to post a second status or OOC here please, unless really needed.)