Into the Black, Part IIIc: Team Alpha

[bring_a_sponge]

"Stick close," Zed mutters, as he leads the way down the hallway.

"No damn cover here at all," he continues. "Asses hanging right out in the open."

You better believe he'll remember this moment at renovation time.

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[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

Peter was pretty close by with the firing on the eyes so some of the shower hit him.

"AUUUGH! UGH!" He had to turn off the proton fire for a moment since some of the blood got in his eyes. Not good. No shield and can't see right now. Not a good place or situation to be.

[gone_byebye]

"Well, bleah," says Ray, who doesn't appear to have noticed that he's pretty well coated in alien yuk himself by this point. "Pete! It's okay, I've got you covered!"

Our friendly neighborhood eggplant is gonna put himself between Venkman and the giant splodey smushey splattery WORM OF OH MY GOD THE SMELL, WHAT THE HELL DID THAT THING EAT LAST, and slice up anything that gets too SERIOUSLY, WHERE DOES THIS THING HANG OUT, THAT'S JUST NASTY near before Pete can see again.

I MEAN, IT SMELLS LIKE FEET. AND BARF.

MAYBE IT ATE FEET.

TAXICAB FEET.

[sime-channel.livejournal.com]

It takes Suzi longer than Ryan to start breathing together. She's still clinging to him...but by the time Ray is covering Peter, Suzi is needing to throw up.

She's adding hallucinations to the actual trauma going on.

[wheelsy_sheriff]

This whole thing is fucking nuts. Oil taking over people, giant worms swallowing his friends, robots and green women falling from the sky. Hell, he's just going to keep shooting until someone gives the all clear.

The explosion from inside the worm is both shocking and heartening. Shocking because it was an explosion from a Giant Worm and it throws muck everywhere including on him. The heart because he sees Ryan and Suzi. Ryan's moving a lot more then she is but Bill is still hopeful she's alright.

After that though his great plan to keep firing is thwarted when the weapon he's holding refuses to follow through after his trigger pulling. Swearing loudly he starts to pat himself down for one of the clip things he brought. He touches his shirt pocket and feels the bulge there from the other gun he picked up. The tiny one.

With the worm thing still kicking, or slithering, whatever, Bill has run out of weapons and so pulls out the small gun, takes aim and fires.

BZZOOW!

"SHHHHIIIITTTT!!!" The blast is insanely powerful, taking out another huge section of the worm and sending Bill flying backwards. He sails through the air, landing on his back and skidding even further through worm, agent and oil muck coating the floor.

[bring_a_sponge]

Marvin's had better days. He thought (as much as he could be said to think) the annoying little things would be an easy snack, crunchy on the way down, and he never liked the Black Suits anyway.

But now those annoying little things had let him have it but good. Exploding, proton-blasting, not to mention the biggest punch to the head in unipod history (as much as they could be said to have a history).

Marvin might have had one more go in him, but not after a multi-ton two-step on his head, courtesy of a certain mech.

With one final shudder, Marvin collapses for good.