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Jun 3, 2019 23:23:34 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on Jun 3, 2019 23:23:34 GMT -5
The ape kept amusingly watches the sickened, petrified Renegade. In fact, he took this opportunity to tantalize and bring some fun to his boring job. "Mmm, hard reality isn't? Going to scar you, right?" he ruthlessly taunts. He eases down as Gladiator comes out.
His bloody paw rose, "that's enough. Not sure you can do much more," he evilly smiles. His gory palm grips Andrew's shoulder. He begins to force him into a certain direction. Though ceases immediately before turning. He drops his hand from his shoulder.
As if things couldn't become more horrid, Kratos infuriatingly stood a few feet from Andrew. His looming shadow grew as he angrily walks over. He grasps his throat forcing him close to his soulless, dark stare. "Looks like underestimated a Rnegade. What are you a captain?" He snorts, grimacing. "You want more, is that it?"
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Jun 3, 2019 23:34:28 GMT -5
Post by Andrew on Jun 3, 2019 23:34:28 GMT -5
Andrew didn't answer the ape and then cringed as a bloodied paw touched his shoulder. Ugh...He was not so going to like that...he was taken into another direction and that made his heart pound. He was already about to pass out from the shock of it all.
Then his stomach dropped to his feet along with his heart. He could feel his throat constricting as he saw Kratos standing there a few feet away from him. He couldn't even move no less talk. It was his shock and knowing that he would soon meet that fate, he didn't really answer. The room he just saw spoke volumes to him...in so many disturbing levels. The next few words out of his mouth were, "I'm a doc-tor. I care for all even Overlords. But even now, it's futile to live knowing that- room exists."
Andrew didn't talk further about his oath or anything.
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Jun 4, 2019 0:48:25 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on Jun 4, 2019 0:48:25 GMT -5
He draws him close to his scowling face. "I don't care if you're a caretaker to sick humans, you're still a Renegade!" He hisses dropping him on the ground. "Obviously you have admitted for knowing things. You admitted in your retaliation. Foolish human, you will break," he hisses.
He gradually turns around, glowering ahead. "You wish not to stay in your little cage, and want to come out. Fine, fine, I have nothing to do as of yet. So we will proceed." he darkly snickers, continuing on down the hallway. "I wonder if he could dodge...a bullet?" he cackles.
Gladiator grips his shoulder forcing him where Kratos was leading him.
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Jun 4, 2019 0:56:24 GMT -5
Post by Andrew on Jun 4, 2019 0:56:24 GMT -5
Andrew grunted in pain as he was dropped to the floor. He was beginning to really think that this was going to be his last moments. He didn't just treat Overlords, he treated everyone as his oath was to no harm. He'd always put his oath of do no harm over his renegade oath. Rarely ever going on battlefields.
He was pushed forward by 'Gladiator'...forced more likely. He did stumble somewhat, after him. As he walked, he couldn't help but think of all of his life. It just basically flashed before his eyes...as Kratos rambled on about a dodging a bullet.. He was not in shape to dodge any bullets. Helping the Renegades work effortlessly to bring about the cure of the mystery illness that was striking humans. Luckily, it wasn't here yet...well...he shouldn't think so quickly that it wouldn't be here. It would. It was quickly airborne.
He shuffled his feet- not really wanting to go fast to his end. It was not fair.
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Jun 5, 2019 12:40:10 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on Jun 5, 2019 12:40:10 GMT -5
Kratos wasn't aware Andrew found the meat processing room.
What's truthful is, none of them were Renegades, just humans that were 'donated' or had the death sentence. Kratos never offered the choice if the humans on death row were going to be aware of where they would end up. Besides, it was best for the public's sake.
It wasn't just the palace that treated.
Gladiator decided to taunt Andrew on the way to his 'shooting'. He was already a sadistic cruel chimp. "Your fate might end up in there, even your other Renegade friends," of course he was skillfully bluffing.
Kratos listened, not caring. He grips the door, opening, and enters. The door gradually shut, and Gladiator harshly shoves him in, evilly cackling.
The room was pitch black, for now.
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Jun 5, 2019 13:03:54 GMT -5
Post by Andrew on Jun 5, 2019 13:03:54 GMT -5
Andrew was still shuffling his feet, his thoughts were on his life, flashing how he was growing up to be a doctor, helping all in need, and just about everything. It was not fair..He knew he was going to be facing the fate very soon. It was going to be one shot and done. Hopefully, he wouldn't feel anything--
Then the sadistic ape behind him furthered his fear of being 'processed'.
Then he was shoved into a pitch black room. He couldn't see as he fell to the floor. He slowly drew himself standing, unable to see in the dark. His thoughts soon turned into the gun shot...They were going to shoot him so he waited with abated breath. When? Hurry up! Get it over with. He was thinking.
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Jun 8, 2019 1:17:45 GMT -5
Post by Andrew on Jun 8, 2019 1:17:45 GMT -5
Kratos is a carnivore dinosaur.
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Jun 8, 2019 23:46:32 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on Jun 8, 2019 23:46:32 GMT -5
Andrew's belief in being shot on the spot was not existing. It was very quiet, no sound emerged but for the loud pounding of his chest. Once in a while, a cold chuckle emerged. The laughs were in various locations of the room. Not being able to lock focus on it, as the room was very spacious.
Suddenly a shot came out but didn't harm him, but for a few seconds lit up below his feet. It was revealing a wooden floor with various colors. A shock below his feet initiated to force him to go forward. The vicious tone returns, "watch your step," another snicker comes out.
"Just reveal one area of where the Renegades are. You do that, I'll leave you alone for a weak."
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Jun 8, 2019 23:58:14 GMT -5
Post by Andrew on Jun 8, 2019 23:58:14 GMT -5
Andrew's eyes weren't adjusting to the darkness, but he could hear a cold chuckle. He was turning paler by the minute that he believed he was going to be shot on the spot and then taken to that room. He tried to move away as he saw some thing shoot at his feet. He went right...not really sure where he was going. His heart hammered in his chest. He wasn't about to reveal the Renegades at all. He was no soldier nor a traitor.
His thoughts were on the protection of one single girl and the other renegades who were not in Caesar's Army.
Then he acted, pulling out the machete. He began to slash out, at where he thought the two of them were. Then he fled...to where light was filtered from under the door. He opened the door and ran out of the room. He headed directly towards the elevator and closed the doors. So far, so good. He didn't know which button to push. He decided to try G for Ground Floor. If it was the right button, he would be able to get out. He was holding the machete- and then he wiped it clean on a tapestry inside the elevator. He placed it back and when the elevator dinged, he ran out of there.
As he ran, he slashed whatever ape he encountered as he fled.
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Jun 19, 2019 18:08:33 GMT -5
Post by Autumn on Jun 19, 2019 18:08:33 GMT -5
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Jun 22, 2019 17:59:00 GMT -5
Post by Andrew on Jun 22, 2019 17:59:00 GMT -5
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Jun 23, 2019 1:08:43 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on Jun 23, 2019 1:08:43 GMT -5
Two disturbing yelps emerged from two random voices within the darkened room. Was it Kratos or GladiatorP? Who knows more than one was present in the room. It wouldn't be long before one of the victims came stumbling out. Blood painted their entire coat, blood still streaming down from the deadly gashes.
"Gah! Sound the bloody alarm! Contain any human in the area! Don't care who!" Kratos roared a demanding order. He continued to stumble out. He collapsed. The patrols allowed Andrew to flee as they went to attend him.
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Patrols that were slashed viciously would collapse. It honestly wouldn't take long before numerous patrols scattered across the area. WOuldn't take long to view the occurring blood bath. Multiple seized firing knocks out darts at him.
"Freeze!" they ordered but fired anyway as he was a deadly threat.
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Jun 23, 2019 9:32:46 GMT -5
Post by Andrew on Jun 23, 2019 9:32:46 GMT -5
Poor Andrew was trying to avoid getting shot. He hadn't really meant to cause a blood bath.. But it was turning out to be. He was running- trying to find his way to the front entrance. He only knew that he was reacting purely on human instincts and his flight 'mode'. He could tell if he lost his machete he would lose his 'power' or the will to survive.
He heard a voice telling his to freeze...and hearing knock out dart guns being fired. He didn't want to end up like those renegades who were being processed! He knew only the horror and he was forced to flee from that nightmare. He didn't see apes, he saw butchers of humans.
He was near a window when a knock out dart hit his back. He could feel it flowing through his body He crumpled to the floor, knowing that he couldn't fight the knock out dart whatsoever. The machete fell from his grip.
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Jun 24, 2019 15:13:10 GMT -5
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Post by Kratos on Jun 24, 2019 15:13:10 GMT -5
The patrols had gathered his limp form, and dragged him off.
The next time Andrew would awaken he was placed in a plastic chair, bound to the back of the childish furniture. To make matters worse, he was dressed in a flowy pink dress.
A harsh slap met his cheek. "Hey! Wake up mutt!" a girlish voice rangs out. She places a plate of freshly baked cookies in front of him. "Here, have one, Licky," she takes the dessert and shoves it unkindly into his mouth.
"Taste so good, right?" She walked around, unbinding his wrists only. "Anything you'd like to drink?" the young ape asks.
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Jun 24, 2019 15:24:27 GMT -5
Post by Andrew on Jun 24, 2019 15:24:27 GMT -5
Andrew awoken to find himself in another situation. He couldn't figure out what was going on and his head pounded with a headache. He struggled, finding his clothes gone, replaced by a flowery dress. He grunted, as he found his wrists were bound to a plastic chair. He wasn't very well, cognizant of his surroundings and a harsh slap didn't feel good to his cheek. It burned and stung.
The assault of 'fresh cookies' didn't really help either and then it was forced into his mouth. He didn't chew and it fell onto his 'dress'. Then he felt his wrists being freed. Without further ado, he attempted to flee, not caring about the way this was going. The plate of cookies forgotten and he was nearly there. He didn't want to be 'treated' like a 'baby'. Or whatever this ape was going to do to him. He didn't care as he ran for the door..
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