Saving a Cripple (Sider/GM/Request)

[Malcomb Warhazzard]

"Well hi there zeeke, my name's Sider and i AM an alcoholic."

sider said following Zeeke

[Lucien DeChain]

Looking to Raikotsu and Mr. Zack Asiv, and then to Sider when he appeared, Lucien wondered what kind of trouble he was really in. Though, there seemed to be a plan at works.

Lucien would comply, standing and following Zeeke closely.

How come everyone around here looks so weird? Does Mr. Barker control a male modeling firm attached to a tank top factory?

[Zack Asiv]

Zeeke would smirk and point Sider onward before following himself.


Zack would look to Lucien as he prepared himself for whatever was to come next.

"Mister Crow, please do try to be careful. This might get ugly quickly."

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

Rai smiled when Asiv said that to Lucien and as a sign that what he was saying was true, he walked beside the door and sat to the side of it leaned against the wall and opened his arms willing cuts to appear in his skin at the wrist and let the blood flow onto the floor around him. With that Rai winked at his cellmates and closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

[Lucien DeChain]

Lucien watched in half amazement, half horror as the cuts grew and blood seeped out of Raikotsu, pooling around him.

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If someone were to have the ability to hear Lucien's thoughts at that very moment, they would hear, among other things, this:

OHMYGODOHMYGODMYNEWFRIENDISDEAD wait, is he really? I hope this is all just a trick because if not, then this is reallyreallyreallyreally bad. Am I missing something, or is this part of the plan? PLEASE BE PART OF THE PLAN. Ok, ok, breathe. Your friend is dead. There's a dead body in the room. Blood is puddling near your feet. BUT! If you freak out for real, you'll most likely waste away in this prison cell until you die from apocarteresis. Or worse, be FORCEFED. So, we need a fake freakout..

"Oh my goodness, he's dead!" Lucien would say a little louder than normal, as he fought back the urge to dry heave. The yell may have been acted, but the heaving, not so much.

[Malcomb Warhazzard]

(ooc: that was funny)

Sider walked over to the door of which right behind held the "captive" 3 gentlemen.

"well i dont have the keys Mr. Zeeke, why don't you go on ahead."

Sider spoke with a hidden smile.

[Zack Asiv]

Zeeke would shrug and open the door looking down at the squish sound his foot made.

"Thats nasty."

Taking a step back he'd look to Sider.

"Doors open."

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

As soon as Zeeke's foot stepped into his blood 'squish' before he could speak Rai would will the blood to spike up straight through Zeeke's foot and he would continue it through his leg shooting out inside of his leg. Rai's eyes would shoot open.

"NOW! ATTACK!"

[Malcomb Warhazzard]

Sider took a step backward and placed his hand on the back of zeeke's head and forced a fireball through his hand.

"RRRRAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

[Lucien DeChain]

Oh. What.

Lucien would, as all the magical stuff was going on, realize that he still had his staff, and thrust it forward while drawing his leg back, aiming for Zeeke's mouth. If Zeeke were to open his mouth to scream, the end of the staff would smash right into the back of his throat, hopefully stifling the scream. Otherwise, it would just smash into his teeth.

Though it seemed ineffective in comparison to fireballs and blood spikes, Lucien felt.. useful. Somehow.

[Zack Asiv]

he spikes would find themselves simply lifting the right foot into the air due to the metal lining the boots keeping them fro penetrating, the fire ball to the bak of the head would cause Zeeke to lean forward a bit, right into the staff being thrusted into his face. Very good combination move.

"That made my lips tingle."

Zeeke would say bringing his foot down on the spikes to destroy them, as he whirled the guitar around into his hands, holding the neck like a large baseball bat, the shine coming from the case would probably give a nice guess as to what its made out of.

"So, you three fi-"

And he'd be cut off by what would seem to everyone a blur, and a rather loud explosion like popping sound as Asiv's palm strike hit Zeeke square in the solar plexus. Sending him crashing into the hard rubber wall near by so hard the entire wall and floor began to vibrate in a strange way.

Mr. Asiv would then look to the others.

"Start moving, NOW!"

((OoC: Zeeke's Stats:
Str: 80
Dex: 80
Con: 80
Int: 80
Wis: 80
Cha: 80

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

Rai reabsorbed his blood back into his body looking at Asiv in disbelief.

"Uhm... When did you learn how to be... uncrippled? Also, how did you do that?!"

[Malcomb Warhazzard]

"enough words, we need a way out of here, we can go back the way i came unless anyone else has any ideas...? Mr. Asiv?"

[Lucien DeChain]

Lucien had seen some strange things in his days. Since coming to California, he'd seen buildings crumble, people die, and grown men piss their pants.

This was in the top five strangest days of Lucien's life. Maybe top three.

And that punch from the supposed rescuee turned rescuer, well, ironically enough, that was the kicker.

"Start moving, NOW!"

Lucien started moving. Out of the cell, not even trying to pry the weaponized instrument from the hands of the obviously-out-of-his-weight-class Zeeke. Once out, he would look to Mr. Asiv to instruct on which way to go.

[Zack Asiv]

Zeeke began to stur.

"mhlgh trainbus hit... where number?"

Asiv would follow from the back as Sider lead the way.