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Post by Sabin on Jan 3, 2005 10:38:26 GMT -5
Laying on his back, Eric layed on the metalic roof outside of his window. In the city, the sky was blanker than in the sky than in nature, the stars hidding behind the artificial lights of streetlamps. The steel slats seemed to support his back, and his hands supporting his head, ah, life was good. He always loved to stare up at the night sky, and always felt at peace. Looking at his Timex, he was that it was 11 and he had an exam to write the next morning, and Eric needed a good nights rest. As he climbed through his window, Eric realized that a green glow was coming from the next room. "Another night of tireless programming, lagged multipayer FPS and neverending IMing, Mike? Sorry I cant join you tonight, some of us still go to college." "Oh, ha ha, E. You do r34lize that I am getting payed to h4(k sYs73ms, right? Pretty g00|> m0|\|3j from it too. I think you should join me in my l337 company." Turning from his laptop, probably the first time since his last washroom break, Mike searched through a pile of papers on his desk and dug out a business card and handed it to Eric. "Mabye after school, M, and could you please tone down the hacker language, i have trouble understanding it sometime, or just around me? Anyway, I got to go to bed, i got an exam tommorow. Night man, and happy hacking" "Could you pick up some b33r tommorow? We're almost out. Night man" "Ya, ya. Night" Eric closed the door between the two rooms, and shut down his laptop. It was pretty hot from running all day, and the room was really warm. Leaving the window open, Eric undressed to his bosers and climbed into his bed. Sigh, Eric fingured all the holes in his boxers. All of them had them, and they didnt even stretch out when he wore them. He somehow came to suspect Mike in the other room, and shivered everytime he did. That man skipped washing his hands after going to the washroom to get back to his computer quicker, and never did his laundry. Sleep crept over him like a three-towed sloth, reallllly slowly, but it came.
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Post by Sabin on Jan 3, 2005 10:39:04 GMT -5
Yawning, Eric walked out of his exam depressed. He really needed to get more sleep, and he needed to stop sleeping in. For some reason, not matter what he did, he seemed to wake up with sore limbs and back, but Mike said that he never leaves the room, and Eris's as quiet as a mouse, and Mike loved to be in total quiet when he worked his "magic". Suddenly, Eric remembered the beer and started to head for the LCBO. A couple of minutes later, Eric emerged with a 24 pack of Molsen, and a couple of Coors for himself. Back at the apartment, He placed the beers in the fridge and walked over to Mike's "haven". It seemed that he had succesfully hacked into the local bank, because there was Ms. Tomas, Wendy's back account on display. Hearing the flush comming from behind him, Eric turned just in time to see Mike come out of the washroom and a the surpised look on his face, then turn to a look of misciefe spread bloom. "L|k3? I just finished that, and it only took 2 hours. And you aid that I needed sleep. They only had a small firewall, and a couple of passwords to crack. Now if you excuse me, I have some |\|00bs to squash on FFXI." Walking to his room, Eric watched as Mike to his seat and his fingures fly across the keyboard. In his room, Eric took his laptop from his bag and plugged it in. After it booted up, Eric went to his messenger and checked his e-mail. "Lets see, junk, junk, spam, possible virus, junk, junk, porno ad, letter from misterous sender, junk, junk... Wait? Letter? Is some girl accually acknowlegding my existence?" Opening it, the letter read:
Eric, You are special, you are not who you seem to be. You seem to not be sleeping well. If you want to find out who you are, tie the armband in your mail around your arm when you go to bed tonight. You will wake up knowing what you really are
Sho
"What?!" "You alright in there? You just made accouple of newbies to be smitted, hehehe" "Ya ya, im alright. Umm, did you get the mail?" "What? You know i check my email every 10 minutes." "No no. In this reality, numb-nuts." "Hmm? Oh, no." Rolling his eyes, Eric made his way to the door and went to the mail box, downstairs. Opening that mail box, Eric grabbed the mail and flipped through it. Its scary how my online life is simmular to real life. Junk, junk, jury duty second notice(for Mike), junk, junk, credit card bill, pay check(again for Mike), junk, junk. Suddenly, his hands stopped on a typed up letter with no return address, but most of it was washed away by rain water. The only readible part was Eric's first name, and his street address. Walking back upstairs, he lifted the envelope addressed to him, and found only a black rectangular outline. What else he hoped to find, Eric didn't know. Other than his letter, he was surprised that Mike was being payed to do something that he did commonly for fun. He dropped Mike's letters infront of him, on his keyboard, and went to his room. "Hey! They have emial in real life? s\/\/337!" Taking his sword letter openner and slipped it underneath the seal, and slipped open the top. Inside the envelope was a slip of red ribbon with a serial nimber on it, and a letter. Placing the ribbin in his bed side table, Eric took out the letter and unfolded the letter.
I see you got my email, good. Take the ribbon and wrap it around your right arm with the numbers facing out. Just go to sleep tonight with that on, and you will know everything. I know you are still interested. Sho
Placing the letter beside the ribbon, Eric went to his desk and signed onto his messenger and strarted to talk to his friends. He first went to Dan, who is obsessed with protecting himself, and knowing every America's Most Wanted criminal since 1990. It took a couple months for Eric to break down Dan's defences and finally find out who he truely was
<collegeman> Hey Dan <protecthyself> Please present proof of person <collegeman> Man, its me, u know that i never allow anyone on my laptop <protecthyself> Who are you? <collegeman> Dan, Ive known you 4 about 2 years now, please, just trust me <protecthyself> I still dont trust u <collegeman> Man, just snapp out of it, i need ur help <protecthyself> Sorry, whats up? <collegeman> Have u ever heard of someone named Sho? <protecthyself> Depends, what section of criminal intent? <collegeman> None, just check for me <protecthyself> Well it sounds like a common oriental last name, and even a first. I might even get half of China listed <collegeman> Ok, so check out this continent <protecthyself> Ok, but its going to take some time, ill get back to u later. <collegeman> K, thanks <protecthyself> np <collegeman> Ill leave u to it, ttyl <protecthyself> ya, ttyl
"Well, got one person on it, now time to get the heavy artillery" Clicking open another IM screen, Eric typed in Mike's ID and sent a message <collegeman> yo, l337 man, need your h4X0r abilities <c4ll|\/|3|\/|rl337> oh, a ch4ll3|\|g3? I take it's serious since you came to me 0|\|li|\|3 <collegeman> ya, um, i need you to find out who a "Sho" is <c4ll|\/|3|\/|rl337> Im searching the major databases now. <collegeman> What ones are those? <c4ll|\/|3|\/|rl337> Underground agencies, forums, u know, the ussual. <collegeman> K to shorten the search, its someone here in the NA <c4ll|\/|3|\/|rl337> awww, stop making it easy <collegeman> lol <c4ll|\/|3|\/|rl337> im serious <collegeman> oh, ok IM me when your done <c4ll|\/|3|\/|rl337> sure thing, u got me b33r <collegeman> dont remind me <c4ll|\/|3|\/|rl337> lol, ttyl
Deciding to leave it at that, Eric waited for his nets to catch his fish, and climbed out of his window. The day was half over, and yet Eric was feeling dead tired already. Laying on his back, Eric stared up into the sky and try and decipher what lay in the clouds. "Hehe, so many possibilities. Bat, dragon breathing fire, flower, trident..." Sliding across the sky, the clouds slowly changed and formed into other things, and new ones came and old ones left.
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Post by Sabin on Jan 3, 2005 10:39:41 GMT -5
After a couple hours, Eric was waken by the beeping of his messenger. Climbing back in through the window, Eric was surprised to find that both Dan and Mike had messenged him back. He choose to read Mike's first
<c4ll|\/|3|\/|rl337> Yo, Eric, u there? <collegeman> Sorry, dozed off. <c4ll|\/|3|\/|rl337> Oh, still in that reality? n/m. Ur in some deep nuts <collegeman> ?? <c4ll|\/|3|\/|rl337> Let me try this agian, U R IN SOME DEEP nuts! <collegeman> i get that! explain? <c4ll|\/|3|\/|rl337> K, i was searching these forums and i came across this "Sho" of yours <collegeman> Wow, this must be serious, ur not l337ing. <c4ll|\/|3|\/|rl337> Stop joking around. This man had some serious problems. Ranting about some kind of genetical animals running wild <collegeman> What kind of animals? <c4ll|\/|3|\/|rl337> well, not animals, more humans with animal DNA <collegeman> OK, this is starting to sound like Dark Angel. <c4ll|\/|3|\/|rl337> The strange thing is, is that he has been exiled from every forum hes been on. Rediculed from every one, even one called "The Mad Scientist" <collegeman> Ok, i know ur making that up. <c4ll|\/|3|\/|rl337> just shut up and listen, he hasnt responed or posted anything since 1990, even thought hes been exiled from most. <collegeman>Anything else? <c4ll|\/|3|\/|rl337> umm, no, he leaves short posts and doesnt reveal much <collegeman> k thanks, big help, really <c4ll|\/|3|\/|rl337> no prob.
Ok.... this was getting wierd. One more person that might help Eric. Time for Dan's help.
<protecthyself> Hello? <collegeman> Hey Dan <protecthyself> whoa, sorry, playn solitaire. <collegeman> what do u have 4 me? <protecthyself> hm? oh, i found lots of files on Sho's, but there's a couple ones that i thinnk u be interested in. <collegeman> Can u send them <protecthyself> sure protecthyself is sending files COMPLETE <collegeman> Thanks, ill look over them <protecthyself> no prob. next time, warn me if ur to IM me.
Unfortunatley, the files were of no use, murderers, manslaughterists, and other criminals that didnt interest Eric. None of these criminals matched what Mike had described. Sighing, Eric closed the files and just chatted normally, to his friends that he had met, and pushed the ribbon, letter and email to the back of his head. The semester just ended, and he couldn't think of any other way to spend it. Well mabye playing giant LAN games, but this would do.
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Post by Sabin on Jan 3, 2005 10:40:08 GMT -5
Yawning, Eric looked at the clock on his laptop. "Whoa! 12 past midnight, this happens everytime, I need to go to bed." Typing down goodnights to his friends, Eric signed off and undressed to his boxers. "I really need to get new boxers." Climbing into bed, he paused and was about to turn off his lamp on his night stand and looked down at the ribbon. He picked it up and inspected it. It was long, and was about as thick as three of his fingers. On each end, there were 2 clasps that seemed to lock together pretty nicely. Wouldn't hurt to try. As he wrapped it around his arm, it seemed to sit perfectly on his muscle. The material seemed to be pretty durible, but seemed to stretch a little, but it seeme it could stretch more. The clasps were a little cold, but warmed right up. Laying down, Eric wrapped his blackets around him, and fell asleep pretty quickly. As his low rumbleing went on, Eric's sheets rose and a glow came from under his blankets, in a curve comming from near his head.
Getting up from his computer, Mike groaned from his stiff legs. Walking over to the fridge, opened it, grabed a beer, opened it, and drained half the bottle. Looking around the apartment, Mike noticed tha Eric's door was open, and that the light was off. Contiinuing to stretch out his legs, Mike walked over to the door and started to close it. A sudden gust came from the room, and Mike shivered. Curiousity taking over, he peered into the room. The window was open, and the curtains blowing freely. The bed was totaly messed up; the sheeets all escuened, some parts ripped, and the matress flipped against the wall, and there were no sign of pillows, except for for a couple feathers flying out the window, and some on the floor. How E makes such a mess and sneak out of the apartment directly underneath my nose, ill never figure it out. Well he had enough time, he signed off a couple of hours ago. Wonder what's his interest in Sho is for? He never was really interested in that kind of thing, taking an advertisment course. Closing the door, Mike went back to his computer screens and forgot about it in the cyber world and programing.
A low buzzing noise filled Eric's head as conciousness flowed into him. Stretching, Eric heard a rattling coming from both sides of him, and something cold was wrapped around each of his wrists. Sitting erect, Eric realized that what he assumed to be his room was infact something that looked like a prison cell, with all cement walls and a metal door with a glass window. He was sitting on a metal cot with a thin mattress. In the corner was a toilet and a water basin with a single tap. The only other things in the room was a pillow, a stool, a small window at the top of the room, which was allowing a small bit of sunlight in the room, and a video camera hanging up in the corner of the room, which had a flashing red light and was emmiting that low hum. Looking down at his body he realized that he was still in his boxers, and they were severly torn up. Eric grabbed the pillow and quickly put his over the destroyed undergarments. Now that that was hidden from the camera, Eric looked down at his wrists and saw that they were loose enough for his wrists to turn, but definatly too tight to slip out of, and his wrists had red marks in them as if they had been recently lossened. And he wouldnt be going anywhere fast with a pair of chains leading to holes in oppisite walls. Realizing that something was pushing against his neck, Eric felt with fingers, and realized that a collar had been put on him, and on that would not come off too easily, after a few desperate, maniacal tries to tair it off. Sitting back on his cot, Eric also found that he had that ribbon on, but the nubers seemed to be slightly glowing, like a timex that had just stopped its backlight. Laying back on his cot, he tried pulling on the chains, which gave way easily. Something told him though that the could pull right back when need be. Suddenly, Eric heard faint footsteps comming from the hallway outside the door. He ran straight for the door, and banged as hard as he could, not caring if the camera caught a glimpse of his ass. As he banged, the chains rattled and hit the door as well, making a clanging and rattleign noise. Unfortunatly, either the door was very thick, or the person was very deaf. Either way, no one came to his rescue and the footsteps faded into nothingness. Sighing, Eric went over to the sink, and splashed his face with the lukewarm water that came from the tap. Moving to his cot, he wondered if his captives were planing on feeding him. Anger grew inside of him, this was his fault. He sould have shreded that ribbon, torn up that letter, and forgot about this Sho as quickly as he had came. Anger from not realizing this was an obvious trap, although him being kidnapped without Mike or someone else noticing was beyond him. Man, I hope I get some food soon. Sunlight slowly moved across the room as the day went on.
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Post by Sabin on Jan 3, 2005 10:40:32 GMT -5
Sitting with his back against the door, Eric could just barely make out the outside of the window, and it wasnt very helpfull. All he could see was a juniper bush, and if in anyway he could get up the 15 foot wall, get the window open, climb through the window, which looks like it could only a chuwawa could fit through, then the only painfull part was getting through the bush, which Eric didn't know how thick it was, and naked as he was, Eric would get scratched up very badly. And the door didnt seem to be able be pryed, and there was nothing that would act as a crowbar. This was really pissing off Eric, this was terrible torture in it self, not to mention that he hadn't eaten since, the pizza pocket that he had eaten at his computer, and the shackles were digging into his wrists. And what was with this collar, and why wasnt the ribbon comming off? Eric even tried to bite it off, which only hurt them. Off down the hall, Eric heard the shoes again, but he knew that they wouldnt come to help, for he had tryed it 2 other times to get them to come to his aide. Suddenly, the shoes stopped, and not fadded away, but just stopped all together. Just as soon as the shoes had appeared, there was a slowly clicking comming from all around the room. Looking around, Eric realized that the chains were being retracted into the wall. Pulling, Eric tried to stop the chains, desperatly stopping them from drawing him into the middle of the room. Nothing worked, they kept pulling him along. As he went to the middle of the room, he was suddenly spun to face the door, and his arms were pulled up into the air, until his entire body was raised off the ground. Eric thought his arms were going to be pulled from their sockets. When he was half a foot off the ground, the chains stopped and silence rang out in the single room. The pain in his shoulder and along his arms burned like they were on fire. The footsteps started up agian and got closer to his door. A shadow slowly appeared at the crack under the door and metal on metal sound came from the lock contraption on the door. As erics vision started to whitened and the door slowly swung inward showing the outline of a person holding a tray. As the person walked in, they went behind Eric and he heard them place the tray on the stool, by the sound that was made. As he hung there, Eric tryed to rotate his head to get a glimpse of the person. "Dont try to look," Eric jumped, realizing that, by the voice, the woman was right behind him. Suddenly, Eric realized how uncovered he was, hanging there, and the size of the holes he felt comming in his boxers. Face reddening, Eric searched desperatly for some thing to say, "Where... what.... I....." "Dont talk" Jumping, as much as he could, Eric tryed to just hang there, anger building, with his head hanging down, something caught his eye. The glowing of the band started to glow brighter. As it grew brighter, more footsteps came from down the hall way. The steps seemed to have a slight bounce in them, and quickly came to the doorway. As the person stepped into the room, Eric could make out the man. He was of slim build, with white hair that hung loose, with a whip in the front. His face was kid like, one that anyone would trust in a second, with a warm smile that would warm up even the wicked witch of the west's heart. He was wearing one of those japanesse shirts that had buttons leading from his neck to under his right arm. "Ahh, I see that you haven't hurt yourself, Eric, thats good. Lets see," The man went to his pants pocket, and pulled out what looked like a palm-pilot and held it up to the ribbon, "I see that you are also in good condition, one of the better specimens after transportation, I'd say, what about you, Chi?" Walking underneath the chains that held Eric up, the woman stopped infront of Eric, and held up his chin, and looking into his eyes. Trying to back his head away, Eric finally got a good look at the womans face and saw that she was relitivly beautiful. She has long blonde hair, two in tails hanging down the front of her, while the rest of it hung down the back of her. Her face was almost perfect, except for one thing. Her eyes, they weren't right. They had no pupil, there were only colour, no black in the center. This was freaking Eric out. "He seems to have no problems, not even any laserasions on him" She back away and stood obeidiently behind the man. See the look on Eric face, The man looked from Eric to Chi, to Eric again, "Oh, Im sorry, let me introduce myself, my name is Dr. Fai Sho. This is my... assistant, Chi. You may have some questions, but I dont have time to answer them, and will not answer any. You will only learn what I will tell you. I will always be watching you, as you have guess," motioning to the camera, "and you cannot escape at all. I can supply you with reading material, and Chi here will bring you something to eat twice each day. "I will be comming in somedays, and will be.... helping you each time. And thank you for comming so quickly, you seemed almost anxiuos to find out whats with your body. Thank you again." He gave a little bow, graciously, almost playfully. "Now if you want to eat, there is food on the tray, and I will be back later today." With a playfull grin, Fai Sho exited the small room, and walked away. Chi stared at him, then walked out and closed the door lightly. Before it closed completely, Chi twirled her wrist, and a ring of keys appeared almost magically. The door finnished closing and Eric heard the locks close. As soon as the door was locked, the chains went loose, and Eric fell to the floor in a heap. Sitting on his knees, Eric rubbed his right shoulder with both hands slowly, then the other one, making sure they were still in their sockets. His vision going from red from the pain, he stared at the closed door, his vision went black and white, and his skull aches all over, but his shoulder hurt so much that he didnt notice the pain, and everything went normal. Crawling over ot his bed, Eric climbed in and sat on the edge. Looking over at the tray, there was a bowl of soup, chicken noodle, if he wasnt mistakened, and some cheese and a glass of water. Sniffing the soup, Eric was a little precaucious in going for the meal, he had trusted this supposed doctor, and look where he was, but none the less, he picked up the tray and placed it on the bed. Tasting the cheese, Eric sat there, pondering over "doctor" Fai's little speech. What was with that pause when he was talking about his "assistant" and Im sure he does not have any degree availiable to anyone. and what does he mean to help me out with? Im sure to get some answers when he gets back today. Slightly growling, He fininshed his glass of water and stared down in surprise to see that the entire meal was gone. Throwing the glass across the room, it shattered on impact and fell to the floor. He place the rest of the empty meal on the stool, he layed back on the cot and let his mind drift, his anger waneing and slowly dissapearing. Sitting quickly up straight, Eric looked to where the glass had shattered, and realized that some had landed under the camera. Leaping under the camera and searched through the shards. He found one and rolled it around in his hand. Looking up, Eric placed the shard on top of the camera, making sure not to shake it, and walked slowly back to his cot. Now he had a plan. Eric felt like sitting there, going a Mr. Burns going "excellent", but that might trip an alarm with the "doctor". Time to find out what this Fai Sho knows.
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Sabin
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Post by Sabin on Jan 3, 2005 10:41:14 GMT -5
OK, part one, is done! I shall continue this this week
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Post by timberwolf042002 on Jan 3, 2005 20:48:04 GMT -5
;D You've got my attention! Can't wait to hear the rest, Sabin!
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Post by Sabin on Jan 10, 2005 17:42:28 GMT -5
Eyes popping, Eric's head swung as his chin met his chest. He had been laying down and started to drift off, thinking that Fai wasn't going to show up, and the light from the window had gone from day light to dusk. Great wake up call! Lifting his head was just a chore in itself. The door started to unlock, and again it opened silently as usual, but instead of Chi standing there, it was just the "good doctor" carrying a tray, but this time it was full of strange instruments. As Sho walked into the room, he cast his eyes around the room and stopped below the camera. "Ohh, naughty boy, breaking things that aren’t yours. And then walking through it in your bear feet! I take it by your face that you didn't realize that you had cut yourself. How couldn’t you?" Fai walked behind Eric and his voice came from almost underneath, "Your feet are covered in cuts and glass, let me get that for you." Eric heard him place the tray on the stool and pick something metal from the tray. Suddenly, sharp pains came from Eric's feet, in single spots and from multiple areas. Sho then walked around the hanging man and held up in front of him a small glass of water that had a small stream of red leading to the bottom where a couple of pieces of glass were resting. "Now what were you doing in that pile, being a college student and all? No matter, your still in good shape." Sho returned behind Eric and metal-shuffling sounds came from behind. Head handing from the effort of keeping it up, Eric could see small pools of blood accumulating at his feet, dripping from his toes. Somewhere out in the distance, down the hall and elsewhere, came a distance banging, like someone else slamming on their door. "So you have other guinnie pigs here also, doctor?" "I see you cant remember suggestions very well, but ill let you off this one time. Yes, I do, I have expanded my search beyond animals, as you had found out the night I got you, and are now looking into other human innormalities. Now just hand there, like the good doggy you are." Not impressed, Eric decided to continue on, with a sneer, "And what am I? Im as normal as my friends... well not Mike, but the other ones, I am." "Hehe, like I said, cant take any orders..." Fai walked in front of Eric carrying the stool and tray, and placed it in front. Picking up a box with a long pole attached to it, Sho fingered the end, "You shall learn." Giving Eric a long pleasant smile, the end of the pole came into contact of the collar on Eric, and a flood of what felt like freezing water doused Eric staring from the collar and exploded throughout his body. After Sho pressed somewhere on the box, the freezing water then changed to searing fire. Head tilted back, a terrifying scream emitted from Eric mouth, and his eyes seem to want to jump from his face. Sho removed the rod and Eric hung totally limp. Bearing his teeth, anger swelled through Eric, joining the pain that filled his body. The ribbon glowed sharp green, but all colour drained from the world as he concentrated on the doctor. "Ahh, I see by your should strap you are progressing well" Through his teeth, Eric muttered, "What... did.... you..." "A nice little contraption I invented, brings out the... other, in you" "What the hell do you mean, 'other'?" "Notice how your entire body aches? How the entire world loses colour? The growing need to kill me?" Looking him in the eye, Eric searched for answers, but all that was there was that kindness that seem to radiate from that fatherly face, "How do you know all this?" "Your not the first that I have found, but the other people met an untimely death. Now if you are done with the questions..." Sho placed the rod on the collar again. Head flipping back again, the wail continued from Eric, hot and cold waves flowing into one, and replacing each other as the moved through his body. Eric could feel blood flowing from his nose. "You see," Fai explained, "The colour acts as a expander that allows the pain to flow freely through your body. Now if you didn’t have the colour," He removed the rod from contact, " And I pressed it to direct skin..." He applied it to Eric's left arm. The burning and freezing sensation came again, but this time only on his arm. It felt like it was being torn apart, atom by atom. The wail became a blood curdling screech, " It leaves an unsightly mark on the skin that ends up as a permanent mark. Lucky for you, I was able to perfect the collar on your previous peers." He removed the rod and placed it on the tray. Eric's body just shook all over. Pain, like nothing else he had experience, still gripped his body. The convulsion grew greater. His entire body began to sweat. "Yes, you are taking less time than the others. This is incredibly, simply incredible. You are becoming so much more that what you are. Chi! Make sure you are recording this." Indeed, Eric was becoming more. As the pain swept through him, his body began to grow. His spine started to elongate, making him hunch over, as much as possible. His legs touched the ground, bu couldn’t support him, since they were changing shape. A greater pain swept through Eric’s body, but not from the collar, but from his bones. They were expanding and his innards were being shaped too, as if a plumber was doing surgery on him without anesthetic. His stomach emptied onto the ground, swirling past his knees. His hair started to multiply all over his body, adding to the burning sensation already in place. His arms and legs also lengthened, along with the building muscles inside. Pulling at the chains, one length snapped on one arm, then one on the other side. A sickening crunching sound came, and Eric’s mouth and nose grew forward and connected, forming a triangular, canine muzzle. Hair had now covered Eric’s entire body now, and his hair that would normally just sit on top of his head now grew extra length down to his shoulders. Boxers totally shredded, Eric’s tail bone grew out of his body, and was instantly covered in shin, then hair shot out and formed a bush tail. His foot, which now was a huge paw, started to shake, as his nails shrunk, sharpened, then lengthened, making a loud clicking sound as they hit the ground. Eric’s hands also were shaking, but they were still human-like, just with large claws on the end. Blood now poured down his left arm and hand, making a sound like a faucet not turned off all the way. As his body slowed down in changing, the pain and shaking vanished from Eric's body, and all that was left was hate. Pure hate for the person who had done this to him. Eric charged to Dr. Fai Sho's fallen body. Just as he reached the body, the shackles drew tight, preventing the new claws from reaching their target. Snapping at the body, the teeth almost reached their mark, coming a few inches away. Fear painted Fai's entire face. Standing and adjusting his shirt, Fai looked down at Eric's new, desperate struggling body, sadness covering his face. "Vile thing. Bane of my existence. Good thing the back up chains went on, you snapped the main chain." Grabbing at the box-rod, he stabbed it like a rapier at the beast's neck, increasing the pain. The animal-man on the floor howled with pain, and it's eyes rolled back into its sockets. The last thing Eric saw was the smiling fatherly face, the one he had now came to hate, with the sparkling white teeth and brown hair.
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Post by Sabin on Jan 10, 2005 17:44:25 GMT -5
Sorry about taking so long to update, Ive been having some troubles at home, trying to get on the computer alone.
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