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SILENT HORIZON - [Part 2: Facing the Faceless/Escape] [modplot]
Who| Everyone in Silent Horizon plot
What| Fighting the Faceless, a perilous escape, and a chance to have a breather
Where| In the In-Between, the Silent Horizon, and then the Legion Cruiser
When| Chronologically, only hours have passed in the outside world from when the team disappeared, but it's up to players whether their characters perceived it as being hours or days
Warnings/Notes| Gore, blood, body horror, all the usual

They hear the voice again, calling out to them. Not the Faceless, not the dark whispers of this world. It's the same tinny voice that warned them, that told them not to give into the Faceless' offer. It's the voice that told them their Phalanxed teammates can still be saved if the Faceless is killed in time before they die.
It calls out again. Wherever they are, whatever the landscape is doing, they can hear it.
"I know you have no reason to trust me. I know you've been probably hearing lots of voices in this place, telling you all kinds of things. But I'm trying to help you. There's a way to end this, to stop the Faceless. Just follow my voice. My language synthesizer is broadcasting in the telepathic range like telepathic earplugs and I've managed to reconfigure it to broadcast through the entire In-Between. You should be hearing it wherever you are and you should be able to use its broadcast strength to navigate. I think I've managed to secure it from the Faceless and his Phalanx but there's no way to be sure."
How loud the voice is changes as they get closer or farther away. They can use it to navigate, albeit very crudely. And now that it's clearer, it's far more recognizable: it's the voice of the Robotican in the horrible footage that played before they were taken -- the one that had his head knocked off.
"My name is N-45LEN/Keth Series. My organic crewmates call --" He pauses, and sounds distraught. "--called me Lenny. I was a crew member of the Silent Horizon. This entire dimension is called the In-Between. It's made up of the body of the Faceless and I'm currently trapped at its core. I can see you Legionnaires from here through...what appears to be some kind structure for processing what equates to ocular stimuli for the Faceless. If any of you get lost, I can see enough to guide you here."
If they need it, they'll find that he can give them individualized directions, no matter what the landscape does, and he can give them to multiple people simultaneously. Having a complex processor for a brain has its perks.
"My organic teammate and I managed to discover the core of the Faceless and its nature, but I'm currently incapacitated and Bob...he just lost it. He nearly destroyed what was left of me and ran off before we could stop the Faceless. I saw him eventually accept the Faceless' offer and turn. If you make it here where I am, you may be able to destroy the Faceless' body enough to kill him, save your teammates, and destroy this dimension once and for all."
A pause.
"And if you could maybe take me with you when you leave, uh, I would appreciate that. Like, a lot."
[ooc post here]
What| Fighting the Faceless, a perilous escape, and a chance to have a breather
Where| In the In-Between, the Silent Horizon, and then the Legion Cruiser
When| Chronologically, only hours have passed in the outside world from when the team disappeared, but it's up to players whether their characters perceived it as being hours or days
Warnings/Notes| Gore, blood, body horror, all the usual

They hear the voice again, calling out to them. Not the Faceless, not the dark whispers of this world. It's the same tinny voice that warned them, that told them not to give into the Faceless' offer. It's the voice that told them their Phalanxed teammates can still be saved if the Faceless is killed in time before they die.
It calls out again. Wherever they are, whatever the landscape is doing, they can hear it.
"I know you have no reason to trust me. I know you've been probably hearing lots of voices in this place, telling you all kinds of things. But I'm trying to help you. There's a way to end this, to stop the Faceless. Just follow my voice. My language synthesizer is broadcasting in the telepathic range like telepathic earplugs and I've managed to reconfigure it to broadcast through the entire In-Between. You should be hearing it wherever you are and you should be able to use its broadcast strength to navigate. I think I've managed to secure it from the Faceless and his Phalanx but there's no way to be sure."
How loud the voice is changes as they get closer or farther away. They can use it to navigate, albeit very crudely. And now that it's clearer, it's far more recognizable: it's the voice of the Robotican in the horrible footage that played before they were taken -- the one that had his head knocked off.
"My name is N-45LEN/Keth Series. My organic crewmates call --" He pauses, and sounds distraught. "--called me Lenny. I was a crew member of the Silent Horizon. This entire dimension is called the In-Between. It's made up of the body of the Faceless and I'm currently trapped at its core. I can see you Legionnaires from here through...what appears to be some kind structure for processing what equates to ocular stimuli for the Faceless. If any of you get lost, I can see enough to guide you here."
If they need it, they'll find that he can give them individualized directions, no matter what the landscape does, and he can give them to multiple people simultaneously. Having a complex processor for a brain has its perks.
"My organic teammate and I managed to discover the core of the Faceless and its nature, but I'm currently incapacitated and Bob...he just lost it. He nearly destroyed what was left of me and ran off before we could stop the Faceless. I saw him eventually accept the Faceless' offer and turn. If you make it here where I am, you may be able to destroy the Faceless' body enough to kill him, save your teammates, and destroy this dimension once and for all."
A pause.
"And if you could maybe take me with you when you leave, uh, I would appreciate that. Like, a lot."
[ooc post here]
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"GRAB 'EM!"
The momentum's too much for her to balance and she rolls to a stop as the creature finally bears down on her.
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The head is gone.
It gathers its too-many-legs under it and plunges off across the melee, plowing through anything in its way as it zeroes in on Grif.
Grif fumbles, falling into a wall in his effort to catch Lenny's head, and he has just enough time to breathe out an oh shit as the monstrosity comes galloping toward him. Off he goes again. He can barely summon real speed at this point, he's faster than a person should be but so is his pursuer. The monster uses its sheer size and many legs to drive him forward, cutting him off if he tries to break to the sides, and it nearly has him pinned against the corpse throne when Grif snaps the head back toward Connie.
...Actually, "snap" implies that it's in any way a good throw. Wash would be so disappointed in him, but luckily Wash isn't here to see it.
"All yours!"
This worked the last two times, and he's really hoping it's going to work again.
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Like a bull and a red cape. Her head snaps up at the shout and with a curse under her breath she scrambles forward, teleporting in staggered steps to catch the short pitch.
Immediately casting a glance back to her last location she teleports back and reappears amongst a group of doubles. They need to find a better way to give the monster the ring-around.
"We can't get Lenny out with this thing alive!"
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In the meantime, he grabs a long, distorted leg bone (too long to be human, or at least completely human). Speed means he's still fast enough to get close to the creature and shove the femur into the churning whirl of the monster's legs and scramble out of its way as it staggers.
He's delayed it, just a little. Please oh please have a good idea, Freelancer, he's counting on you.
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Right as it leaps for her she takes a sharp breath- the talons angled towards her neck swiping down- and hitting air as she teleports into the space directly behind it, spinning as she does to bring out her pistol and unload into the monster's back even as it hurtles towards the giant spike.