D.I.C.E(Game Thread/PM to Join)

[deathbydeath]

Spoiler: What Sophia said

"You're so fucking lucky I'm on the job, asshole. I don't care what you've been doing for eight years, I ain't takin' any shit from anyone, least of all some condescending jackass that thinks he can talk down to me just 'cuz I am what I am. So shut the hell up and get in the damn compound before I decide to use you to check the rooms by shoving you head-first into them."

Note to self: Do not anger Bright Eyes here.

"Wait." Aaron touched Sophia's shoulder before she charged in.

"Look, I was a bit too harsh in what I said, and I regret it. I take back any possible condescension there might have been, and I want you to know I was treating you as an equal DICE agent, which is what I would like from you. I do not care about your ancestry, and it has no bearing on my opinion of you. Besides, I'm not one to judge on shady parentage." He winked at her nigh-flirtatiously, emphasizing red eyes of his own.

"If anything, you're cute when your eyes flare like that. Now, let's do our job together as a team, not as allied bullet shields."

Snapping away from his joking demeanor and focusing on the mission, he acknowledged the aforementioned red herring and opened the door cautiously, Irony peeking through the opening crack.

 

[Ultraman950]

Sophia's expression slowly softens and her eyes dim as Aaron speaks, and she sighs softly. Now, she looked more angry at herself than anyone, but she nodded and followed him to the door, bullpup once again leveled at it. She looked like she wanted to say something, but didn't get a chance before he opened it.

 

[Azkar Almsivi]

Azkar had been sitting outside the plane. Ignoring everyone as she attempted to psychically ping the locations of hostiles. However she had no luck. She noticed some cargo rustling within the plane. She reached in with a massive arm and flipped the box into the air, then caught it and held it against her chest as she dragged it out onto the ground. She gave it a firm hit, causing the contents to spill out.

Azkar didn't even bother to notice what had been moving inside as her eyeless head quickly whipped to the side. The facility team didn't have enough people, if the forest patrol was discovered and avoided the team in the facility could easily be overwhelmed.

Azkar stood up straight and arched up, at around 12 foot tall. Her neck bent and warped as she began to create vocal cords. The horrific jaws spread wide and she left out a deafening roar that seemed to rip the very air. She then threw herself down, digging her claws into the ground and began bounding toward the facility.

 

[wilcoblackflame]

After the less than dignified way he'd been released from the containment unit, Crow brushed himself off and looked around briefly.

Seeing neither his handler or any other personnel save for the creature that had released him, Crow hurried off in pursuit of Azkar, hoping that he'd run into some other DICE members and that he wasn't just chasing an unaffiliated demon.

In any case though, he was out and about again. So far, ride as cargo notwithstanding, this was shaping up to be a pretty good day.

 

[Shadowstar38]

As the door to the facility cracked open, the extent of the damage could be seen. Several DICE agents lay on the floor soaked in blood. Over at the computer console and com tower, was a strange metal device that didnt look like something DICE would rig up.

The only person alive in the room, was a lone D6 agent, sitting bloodied in the corner and staring back at the new arrivals.
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Elizer looked as if he was finally free. There was nothing but wide open spaces and no agents standing in his way. Though his focus was on Raguel, his mind was starting to drift towards the shifting of the ground beneath his feet.

An Earthquake? No. That couldnt have been it. Though, it was still something that made him feel on edge. He didnt want to stick around any longer than he had to.

 

[Azkar Almsivi]

Azkar's hulking form appeared out of nowhere and crashed into the door with tremendous force. Barely missing Sophia, Aaron and Lara. Azkar ignored them and continued to rampage through the hallways and rooms. Her tentacles peeled off one by one and buried themselves in corpses. Dragging them after her in a sickening display. She purposefully ignored the survivor and only stopped when she had gathered all seven of the Human bodies. She stopped in one of the hallways and let out a terrible roar as she reached up, tearing the pipes and grating over the ceiling. She then lifted herself into it quickly. The long tentacles dragging the bodies into the darkness with her.

Then dead silence.

 

[wilcoblackflame]

Crow caught up to the group just in time to see the corpses ascend into the ceiling like so many broken marionettes, only noticing the others after the grisly show had ended.

"Good day Captain." he said, recognising Lara from around the labs and nodding to Aaron and Sophia as he made note of their presence. Looking toward the hole in the ceiling, he continued. "Was...that one of ours?"

While he had noticed the survivor, until he was up to speed on the situation he didn't want to potentially get in the way.

 

[Nouw]

"So what's your name?"

"Name's Dan Trayne but please, call me Danny. It's more snappy you know?" Danny replied, accepting the two, new fresh magazines.

He took much longer than Sophia to load them, even though he was used to popping in a new round without even moving his firing hand. All it took was a snap, a flick and another snap and Danny's handgun was at full capacity, ready to deliver his justice.

"Half of you need to proceed into the communication facility now. Any of you that have skill in tracking, go into the woods. We need to see if any of our other units survived whatever happened down their. I'll let you decide who does what. Though...do it with haste if you can. We're kind of on the clock"

As tempting the forest sounded, Danny chose to go to the communications facility. Partly because Sophia was going there and he wanted to see more of her magic and partly because he preferred an urban environment over a green one. Although the lack of people going to the facility could have indicated there would be more action in the forest, the action in said forest was probably going to go over Danny and straight to everyone else. He had no magic or experience so at least in the facility he would have some kind of advantage.

He followed behind Sophia and Lara and stayed there until they went in with someone else. It looked like they were having an argument and if there was anything Danny assumed about these people, it was not to anger them...which made crossing the line all the more fun. He had pissed off his superiors before but that became old quickly when they realized he was the best. But a person with super-powers? That, was new.

He walked in with the rest of them only to see the thing smash its way in, take the dead bodies and disappear.

Honestly I'd rather have it in my sights.

"Does that happen often?" Danny asked, whether he was joking or being serious even he didn't know.

 

[Evrant-Knight]

The team who were scouting around in the forest hadn't seen anything to report on, until Isabelle spotted something off in the distance. It was a badly injured man, dressed in a standard Division 3 uniform, and carrying a M16 assault rifle. His right temple was bleeding profusely.

"Look, over there, its a guy leaning against a tree. We should find out who he is, might give us some clues." Isabelle said to the team as they headed towards the man, but also had her whip at the ready in case it was a trap set by demons.

 

[DarkRawen]

"Look, over there, its a guy leaning against a tree. We should find out who he is, might give us some clues."

"There's guy over there?" Richard thought, trying to see what Isabelle meant, bur failing, until they got closer. The man was bleeding, badly, and looked like he could barely stand. Richard noticed that Isabelle tensed, and swallowed. "Hey, wait," he whispered as he realized something. "Aren't we like, invisible?" He knew that he would try running for it if suddenly a voice of out nowhere began speaking to him.

 

[MortifiedPenguin]

Elizer was savouring his new found freedom and planning how he would find Raguel, he wasn't actually sure how one goes about locating an angel, sure there were so called guides on the internet, but those were written by quacks. Maybe find some high ground? He'd waited at the top of Mount Everest for a year so that probably wasn't it.

Huh?

The ground was trembling beneath his feat, it could've been an earthquake? No, he had been in earthquakes before, this felt different. Well whatever it was it wasn't good, it sent a chill up Eliezer's spine. He should get away, fast.

He started running without any aim but to get as far away as he could.

Could you outrun an earthquake?

 

[Shadowstar38]

The ground continued to shift below Elizer's feet as he ran. The sound of the earth breaking apart could be heard below him. Followed by...screaming. That was the only way to describe the hideous sound emerging from the dirt. No matter how far Elizer went, the screams only got louder, and closer. Until...

*CRACK*

It happened far to fast for Elizer to see clearly, but he could feel a structure similar to a gigantic human hand grasp him and pull him under. The hand through him onto a soft, wet surface, yet even this moved around below him. The solf, pinkish substance lifted up and knocked Elizer into a tunnel, where he fell to what he felt like would be his death.

Waking. Eyes slowly opening. The constant barrage of movement had ceased. Taking in his surroundings, Elizer saw that he had landed on top of a boulder, floating along in a clear blue liquid. A man in Division 3 gear floated by him, his arm around his rifle, and his body half melted in what he soon deduced was acid.

Whatever was following Elizer, he wouldnt have to worry about getting away now. Because for the time being, he was inside it. And he needed a way out.
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In retrospect, the ceiling may not have been the place place for Azkar to do...whatever she wanted to do up there. If she had not chosen it, she would not have run into the dozen demons lurking, ready to ambuse whoever came into the building from below.

Not one's for fighting in cramped spaces, the demons punched exits through the ceiling even deeper and landed squarely on the roof.

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The noise could be heard from down inside the complex. The surviving scientist stared up to the roof, then back at the remaining agents.

"You people...should really get out...get out of here now"

 

[Azkar Almsivi]

Azkar erupted into the crawl space in the ceiling. She was taken by surprise when she saw the number of Demons squatting in there, ready to ambush her team mates.

The Demons were also surprised to see her, however, they attempted to scuttle away from her, taunting and hissing as the man sized Demons began trying to rip into the next floor up through vents and the floor above them it'self. However the beings of pure evil weren't all cut from the same cloth. Several managed to escape, however Azkar slithered through the cramped space with frightening speed, tearing into the walls with her arms and legs for maximum speed. Her grisly cape of flesh and corpses trailing behind her.

The few Demons still trying to escape the dark, tight tunnel quickly stopped their taunting and insults when Azkar's tentacles spat forth from her neck and grabbed two, wrapping around their arms and necks extremely tightly, snapping bone and rending flesh. Their pathetic corpses soon dragged behind her.

Further up the tunnel she sensed a single Demon was having trouble exiting the crawl space. It was an incredibly beautiful female with cloven hooves and ornate horns. She had armor of pitch black iron covering her body decorated with bloody gold and precious gems.

Izrilith the Succubi commander bashed against the roof with all her strength, yelling curses in demonic.
"Get me out of here right now you pathetic worms or I'll flay you alive!" Her face was twisted in outrage. She glanced back down the tunnel, her Demonic psyche felt two of her minions disappear down the tunnel as if they were being pulled away rapidly right before their physical forms and souls were separated.

She could feel the metal and concrete being worked over above her by her minions which had already succeeded in moving higher up. They would lure the pathetic D.I.C.E members higher into the complex and slaughter them before their main strategy even came to fruition.

Izrilith gave a wicked green as light shun down through the newly made hole above her. She reached her arms up so that the soldier Demons could lift her up. Then she made the worst mistake in the long history of her existence. Izrilith heard her prey tearing around the corner a few meters from her and decided to take a moment to take a look at it.

The only thing a Demon truly fears above all else is oblivion. They can't comprehend death because they reincarnate. However when Izrilith looked into the hideous rows of teeth rocketing towards her, she felt her very essence weaken. She stared for a split second and her ancient, warped mind had an epiphany.

"If that thing gets me, I will cease to exist."

The Succubi screamed and tried to jump out of the hole as a long snake like organ flew around her covered in barbs and hooks. It wrapped around her instantly and squeezed her tight, she screamed and cried as it rended and ripped her perfect skin and cracked her armor.
"GET ME OUT, GET ME OUT! WHAT THE FUCK IS IT, GET ME OUT NOW!"
The soldier Demons tugged on her arms as hard as they could, getting her entire body out...
Then the thing tugged back.
Izrilith vanished instantly into the dark. The soldier demons lost all moral and fled further into the facility.

After she stopped moving, Izrilith sobbed and gagged. She could feel the horrible barbed thing... A tongue? And even more snake like objects wrapping around her. She was completely covered. Then the tentacles over her eyes parted, Izrilith blinked back tears and prepared to memorize the face of whatever had caught her to curse it forever.

Izrilith was dumbstruck at the gorgeous albino girl before her, their eyes were merely inches apart. Izrilith still couldn't talk as sharp bone and muscled tightened around her mouth. The Demon had never seen anything like the monster that had her or the strange girl now looking at her expressionlessly.

The girl looked at her with cold, unforgiving eyes and kissed Izrilith gently on the forehead.
The girl's pale lips moved, speaking fluent Demonic. "I am the monument to all your sins..."
Izrilith tried to scream as the "thing" loomed over the albino girl. It's huge teeth appeared beneath the large plates of bone covering it's head. The organ that grabbed her originally disappeared into the thing's mouth.
The Albino girl put a finger to her lips, symbolizing for Izrilith to be quiet.

The girl giggled and continued to stare at her. Izrilith's heart skipped a beat as she recognized the look in the Albino girls eyes... Then it stopped when she saw that the girl's body was connected to the thing... It wasn't the look of a sadist in her eyes, but the look of a predator.
The tentacles covering Izrilith's head moved, her face was marred and bloody. She was frozen with fear, paralyzed, she couldn't even think.

The albino girl pressed her face against Izrilith and kissed her sweetly. The girl then smiled and licked some of the black blood off her lips.
"I will show you the true meaning of fear... And the justice of the grave."
Like a bolt of lightening the horrific maw was upon her, swallowing the tentacles her body whole in a single motion.

Izrilith didn't have a single coherent thought until the moment her entire existence ceased to exist within the thing's body.

 

[deathbydeath]

Azkar's hulking form appeared out of nowhere and crashed into the door with tremendous force.

Admittedly taken off guard by an 8-foot, 600 kg demon abomination-thing barreling in the direction of the door (where Aaron currently was), Aarom partition nevertheless managed a miraculous backwards dive that would've made John Woo proud, (thankfully) avoiding Azkar and landing in a tuft of grass a few feet away.

Then dead silence.

Both caught off guard and jumped up on adrenaline, Aaron keenly scanned the forest for anything else he missed, his head jerking back and forth like an overcaffeniated squirrel. This did not help when he spotted Danny brandishing a gun somewhat behind the group, as this caused Aaron to flip backwards and land prone in the grass, his twin pistols shaking from the constant jumping in a creepy forest with miscellaneous demons wandering around. When he realized that the figure was Danny (He was here the entire time), Aaron sighed, dusted himself off, and resumed his position (again) by the door, aiming inside, sweeping back in forth.

"Does that happen often?"

"Bah, this nothing. You should've seen the time I was "recruited"; there were six angry D1 agents who were in the middle of a campaign when I accidentally stuck my neck in and started bossing them around." Aaron laughed at the memories, until he remembered what happened with the "noodle" and shuddered.

 

[IFS]

"Hey, wait," he whispered as he realized something. "Aren't we like, invisible?"

Garath moved up alongside Richard, "Not invisible, just camoflaged, I can drop the illusion if you want to speak with him," he whispered. He considered altering the man's perception to let him see through the ilusion, but he disliked tampering with peoples minds so directly and in the mans condition the confusion caused by the perception shift might cause him to flee anyways.

The man looked to be in bad shape, Garath tried to remember what he knew of first aid, it wasn't much and he sincerly hoped that someone in the group had training as a medic.

 

[DarkRawen]

"Not invisible, just camoflaged, I can drop the illusion if you want to speak with him."

Richard looked at Garath. "Perhaps. But just lifting the illusion would have somewhat of the same effect, right? I say someone who is not me should talk to him." Richard knew how bad he was at handling human interactions at times. He pointed at the space behind the hurt man. "And someone who isn't me should sneak behind him, if that is still possible, and try to secure his gun. That way, he can't run away if he gets startled, and isn't armed." It really didn't seem like a good idea to just appear suddenly.

"I'm not interested in dead humans and I think it would be bad if he ran away and got himself killed, or shot some of us... Or alerted nearby dangers." Really, a lot of unfortunate things could happen.

 

[IFS]

"Whatever we do we should do it soon, taking his gun away might just make him even more nervous though," Garath replied, then turned to Isabelle "You're in charge of this team, so its your decision, but we need to get that man help and if no one else will go speak to him then I will, although it really should be someone with medical knowledge."

 

[FinalDream]

Captain Lara Reid, PhD - Sector 14


She had fixed the small torch onto the side rail of the P90 by the time the door to the facility had been opened, if there had been a power failure then it might be useful. She saw the bodies first, before the survivor, a part of her reeled at the sight, the other, the USAF side remained transfixed at the macabre sight looking for clues, anything to identify what had taken place. She was about to inspect the device, readying her tablet, when the creature burst through narrowly missing her and snatched the dead from the ground with some kind of tentacles, dragging them into the darkness of the ceiling.

?OK.? Lara sounded off wiping her P90 into firing position. She felt like changing the full metal jacket magazine for something more, powerful.

?Hey!? She remarked to crow. It was good to see a friendly face. She cast a glance at the survivor but Lara had never been the social kind. Allowing the P90 to rest on the strap, attached to her tac-vest, against her chest she produced her tablet and began examining the readout. She was picking up some serious power spikes. Unusual for this kind of equipment and it didn?t take a genius to figure out what the cause of the spikes might be.

?Huh, I wonder what that is??

She moved closer to the strange metal device and snapped a picture to send back to the lab for visual analysis. The readouts on her tablet made little sense but that only made Lara more curious. Reaching around into her bag she produced a universal connection cable and hooked into a port on the computer console.

 

[Terratina.]

Eligor opened his eyes suddenly after a quick spell of scanning the auras in the general vicinity. It opened with a start as he realised how many threats were there. Why had the group leaped before they had looked? If a sword could huff and fuss around that would be Eligor in a nutshell at this moment. There was only the buffoon and two D.I.C.E. grunts left here. Wasn't much but it had to do. Swallowing his pride for only the third time in his life, Eligor's voice rang out throughout the jet, almost sounding like the slash of a blade with the harshness of his voice.

"Don't just sit there! Do something! One of them has just devoured! They need backup!"

Obiviously they needed someone with experience on the scene, someone from Division One...

 

[deathbydeath]

"You people...should really get out...get out of here now"

Aaron's attention was now brought to the scientist, whom he had passed over as a corpse before.

"Sorry, we can't. Professional obligation and all that."

"Hey!"

This sudden outburst caused Aaron to turn around, unexpectedly seeing Crow in his suit, collar, and cuffs. Naturally, seeing a demon when you turn around in a dark, abandoned corridor filled with corpses is more than a little jarring, and so Aaron performed his second John Woo dive of the night, screaming "Ohfuckholyshitidon'twannadie!!" and other such profanities. When he arrived at his senses and realized that Crow was an ally and not hostile. Aaron apologized cordially for his behavior, and then discovered his breath mints in his left cargo pocket.

Keeping a portion of his attention on the strange flickerings out of the corner of his eye, he assumed a normal demeanor and moved off to the side, taking guard while the smart people did smart things.