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[Open]Taken
Who: Jack O' Skully and OPEN (Come and join Jack as he explore the Broken World for the first time)
What: Arrival
When: Jack's first days in the Broken World
Where: Somewhere in one of Sylphid's territories
Content Warnings: Violence?
For what seemed like ages, he attempted to escape the empty room in a myriad of ways, but all to no avail. Purplish and black spots decorated his arms and legs - badges of his desperation to leave. His arid lips started showing tiny cracks, his skin growing pale in exhaustion.
"Get me out of here!," he wheezed, banging his body at the immovable door. Although his will remained unyielding, his physical strength was nearing its limit. Eventually, his hips sunk to the floor, his fingers scratching the metal door.
In spite of his diminishing vigor, he continued to pound the door with his fist. “Ye…whoever ye’ all are. I be feedin’ ye to the fish,” he remarked in an empty threat, his tone barely bearing any strength. His fist continued to bump rhythmically against the door, each strike getting more and more enervated.
Will the door be opened for him? Who knows? But as for Jack, he’d attempt his escape till the end of his strength.
What: Arrival
When: Jack's first days in the Broken World
Where: Somewhere in one of Sylphid's territories
Content Warnings: Violence?
For what seemed like ages, he attempted to escape the empty room in a myriad of ways, but all to no avail. Purplish and black spots decorated his arms and legs - badges of his desperation to leave. His arid lips started showing tiny cracks, his skin growing pale in exhaustion.
"Get me out of here!," he wheezed, banging his body at the immovable door. Although his will remained unyielding, his physical strength was nearing its limit. Eventually, his hips sunk to the floor, his fingers scratching the metal door.
In spite of his diminishing vigor, he continued to pound the door with his fist. “Ye…whoever ye’ all are. I be feedin’ ye to the fish,” he remarked in an empty threat, his tone barely bearing any strength. His fist continued to bump rhythmically against the door, each strike getting more and more enervated.
Will the door be opened for him? Who knows? But as for Jack, he’d attempt his escape till the end of his strength.
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The Cyborg ripped the bars off the cell and threw Jack a gun "You know how to use guns?"
"No time, we need to get out of here and fast. My name is Marcus and I'm here to protect you."
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A gun flew in Jack's direction, almost kissing the ground if not for his inhuman reflex to catch it. The events that succeeded flew by similarly quickly. All that registered to him was the stranger's directive for escape.
Dumbfounded, Jack simply ran after the stranger who introduced himself as Marcus, suddenly accompanied by the sound of gunshots and explosions from afar. All he could do was imitate his ‘savior’, crouching whenever the man stoop low, and hugging the wall should they suspect incoming enemies.
“Where we be’ headin’ matey!,” Jack spat out, unable to hold his curiosity. In spite of the battle noises from around them, their escape appeared to be getting by smoothly.
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Marcus began to shoot at the Syphids on the hover ATV. "Cover me and I'll get you to safety soon."
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He had to take cover from time to time, pressured by enemies that seemingly overpowered them with high-grade weaponries.
"Arrr! If only I had me weapons!," Jack complained as he alternately dodged, hid, and returned fire.