Your Circuit's Dead, There's Something Wrong [Event]

Tom worked on the hoverbike. It had died in the middle of Narrow Woods. He needed to get back to Starlet. He had been hunting for the mutant monsters out here. His working dog had been killed out in these woods. A misfire. His partners had been separated from him. He wore an old jacket. It was in bad shape. His arm was broken and set in a make-shift sling. His hand was constantly on the trigger of his gun. He kept the communicator on in his hover bike, the glow of the screen showed it was scanning, but glitching. It had been dead silent for the last four days. He was losing hope. 

But then the static came on and he could hear a voice. Barely a voice.

Tom rose to his feet. He hurried to the communicator, turned some switches. "This is Tom. I'm a sitting duck. Rita is dead. I've been separated from the group. I don't know how long I can keep the beasts away. They took the group. They took them all." He paused when he heard a branch move. 

"Can you hear me? Can you hear me? It's Tom. Can you hear me?" He had started to panic. The birds fluttered overhead. There was something here.

Dead air on the communicator.

The shadows shifted. There were mutants surrounding him. He could feel them moving around. Closing in on him like hungry sharks circling. Then, the terrible cry. A screech that tore the air. That's the big one. His heart dropped. And the smaller mutants scattered. It was just the big one. He raised his gun and shot at it to scare it off. BANG. He didn't get to see what it really looked like quite yet. Only saw it's big shadow and the tender glow of its bioluminescence glowing down the length of its side. Only showing how large it was, hinting at its long, flexible shape and the height of that row of soft lights made him knew it had long legs as well. He knew it had teeth. He had seen it kill another mutant. It moved away quickly.

He glanced down at his gun. I've only got one more bullet.

((Notes: Tag Happenstance if you want the events account to reply. But you are allowed to RP Tom, the mutants, and anything else, as they are NPCs. Make it awesome, guys!

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- Happenstance -

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Grant lived an unconventional life, but he couldn't imagine living any other way.

He was a dog that wasn't afraid to stow away and sail into unknown destinations just for the hell of it. Unfortunately for him, there wasn't many islands to go outside of...there...As soon as his paws touched the familiar sand, his gaze was set forward into the distance where he knew a city would emerge. For a moment he sat with that questioning gaze before a snarl escaped his curly maw and he sharply turned on his pads, sands skirting all around him. 'To hell with that!" Grant bitterly thought to himself, running along the shore. There was more to this island than shitty, stinky Starlet City. He was going to go out and find it too!

His determination wouldn't go unrewarded; Grant came across a gated forest that screamed trouble. Trouble just so happened to be his nickname. At first the plucky terrier skipped along towards the gate. But once his delicate curls pulled a static Dogs of no distinct breed or culture roamed freely in these forests, and it seemed that the denizen of the canines were the mutants. To be honest they weren't the worst. A little emotional and hard to understand and suddenly they are evil beings. Grant could really feel for them, for obvious reasons. While he wasn't going to be the first to buddy up with the wierdos, he wouldn't mind playing the devil's advocate for the sake of an argument and felt like he would do a damn good job.

When Grant heard a familiar thunderous clap of a human weapons, a toothy grin spread across his face. Those cheeky bastards had the nerve to gate them off of parts of the island but then come in and fire off at anything they wanted? Why, he would show them a thing or two! Grant galloped off into where he had heard the sound with a ferocity in his devious eyes.

It wasn't long before he was standing right in the path of a face off between an illuminated mutant and a trigger-happy human. Grant took a moment to absorb the frightened and confused look in the human's face and then his bright eyes gazed upon the unrecognizable altered beast on his other side. Back and forth his busy head moved in the silence of the moment before his curly tail once again unfurled to wag and a smile broke out on his face.

"Well this 's rather awkward, ain't it?"





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i was louder than the crack in the bell

A crack of thunder drew the dog, bouncing and bounding towards the familiar. A gunshot! The distant sputtering hum of a hoverbike like a lullaby. He couldn't keep himself away, hope bursting through his chest, drawing an ache in the cracks of his heart. The dog was like a bullet as he launched himself towards the sound, nearly running into another canine on the way. His attention didn't spare a single moment for the other dog, recognition failing and his eyes swerving towards the human, hungry and desperate--

But this was not his human. The cracks turned into fissures, a painful wrenching in his chest at the overwhelming despair. A whine escaped his muzzle, focusing on the rest of the scene: there was a massive mutant, the soft glows an almost-familiar sight, but at the other dog's words he returned a glance to the dog. 

"Dangerous," he snapped back, "this your human?" Maybe one of them had  seen his brother or his human, maybe they knew... But this was hardly the time for a conversation. A vicious roar from the mutant shook the earth and sent Ziplocke scampering away, looking for cover. 

Yet, perhaps despite himself, he found himself sticking close to the other dog, frantically trying to come up with a solution to the mutant problem. The human wouldn't be much good to him dead, and the mutant did not seem friendly. They hardly ever were. It was coming back for more soon; the gunshot had scared it off for half a minute, but time was running out.


"Hey!! Think you can distract the big guy for a second?" Zipper barked, fear encroaching his voice. "I got an idea!" His vibrant green eyes-- rich and without a hint of their usual golden glisten-- had locked on the damaged hoverbike. If it had just a bit of juice left...

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notes: Zipster to the rescue! maybe...

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Tom looked up at the canopy. Dark, the forest was dark. There was no telling what time it was outside of the broken display on his hoverbike. He hid behind cover when Grant came close. The bigger mutant moved away. It spoke in words that the dogs could barely make out. A noise that sounded like it could have been a word. "Hur...ti...gih..." But it was mixed with the sound of the hisses and growls from the beast. Once. It was somebody once. A dog.

He was reactive due to his fear in this situation. Once hidden, Tom peeked over the bike when he noticed the mutants had moved away. It was only a matter of time before they came back. Horrible creatures. When he peeked, he also saw two dogs had come closer.  Sometimes, he wondered if the mutants that were stalking him--if they had been dogs or men. Sometimes, it was hard to tell when they were that far gone.

He went back to the communicator on the hoverbike and flipped some switches, trying to get the static back. Still silent. Damn it. The large mutant was back. Tom could see it by watching the pale, blue-white glow between the trees. It twisted the shadows. It was ominous. He heard its screech. He had been hearing it over the last few days. He hated it and pushed his hands against his ears.

"I'm going to die."

He wondered if the dogs were trained. He peeked up at them. They didn't seem to belong here. Perhaps they'd come out of nowhere to protect him. "You dogs trained?" he asked. He knew that dogs were smart enough to communicate if they had been trained. That even pet dogs seemed to understand many human words, even if they couldn't speak them. He remembered his relationship with Rita. She had been a good dog. He gave a pained expression just thinking about her.

And that was when the bigger mutant, the one with its glow, finally rushed in.

Grant , Zipper

Demon was walking with Angel trailing behind. She looked at her sister and smiled when she heard a gun shot ring out and then heard a voice after. She took off running and her sister followed suit. Her metal tooth shined in the light and she looked at the two dogs and the human. "Hello boys, I am Demon and this is Angel. Do you need help?" She asked with a sarcastic voice and glanced once at the mutant. "Demon, don't be so mean."  Angel said with a glance at the event that was happening. She smiled at all the animals there and her tooth shone brightly while demon snorted and looked towards the human sitting behind a motorbike.

Tagged: Grant, Zipper, Happenstance