RPG Clich

[Venge]

Matt slightly gasped at the condition of Cindys cuts.

"What the fuck happened to you!?" He asked.
"I got cut by some rusted old chains...I didn't think they'd get this bad..." Cindy sighed.

Matt looked around, thinking hard. He sat down at a bar stool, placing a hand on his forehead.

"We have to find some way to clean up your wounds, Cindy." Claudia said.
"But how? I don't think there is any alcohol or peroxide in a bar is there?" Cindy asked.
"Alcohol..thats it!" Jessie got up and reached over the bar, grabbing a bottle of whiskey, and ran over to Cindy. "This whiskey should do the trick!"

Opening the bottle, Jessie went to pour it onto Cindys cuts, but Cindy grabbed his hand.

"I don't want that stuff on me! It may make it worse!"
"This stuff works just the same as medical alcohol. Thats why they call it 'alcohol'. It has the same disinfecting properties."

Without another word, Jessie poured the liquid out onto the cut, causing it to bubble up white stuff and making Cindy scream in pain.

"It's supposed to-ooof!"

Cindy punched Jessie straight on his left cheek, sending him to the ground.

"You should have said it would hurt like hell!" Cindy yelled.
"...It seems you're getting the shitty end of the deals, huh, Jessie?" Hazel asked.
"Well, you never asked.." Jessie said.

Matt looked up, staring at Jessie as he picked himself up.

"Now, Matt, go get some water. We need to clean it up with some warm water."
"Alright."

Matt headed to the kitchen, turning on the faucet as he grabbed a large pan and a rag. Outside in the front room, everyone started talking. Cindy suddenly piped up.

"Umm...has anyone seen Sheldon?" Cindy asked.

[Raiyuu]

[COLOR=DarkRed][SIZE=1]With everything else that had happened in this town so far, Sheldon wasn't entirely surprised when the vault door swung silently and ominously shut behind him. But this was nothing at all like the situation he'd been in in the jail cell. It wasn't dingy, there were lots of electric striplights in the ceiling, casting a deep and very black shadow behind him. The walls and floor were white, and the ceiling and the door behind him were gunmetal-grey. There was no sign of any money, bonds, ingots, gems ... not even a computer bank that could store electronic transfers.

The cat sat in the middle of the floor and stared at him. Its pale but glowing green eyes seemed the exact antithesis to the dull red glow now surrounding Sheldon's camera. And the voice it spoke with when it opened its mouth was the exact antithesis to the voice that whispered in his head.

[B]"Heh heh heh."[/B] It laughed like a tinkling stream; its voice was female, clear as crystal and wice as sharp. [B]"You have walked right into my trap, foolish mortal. Now you shall perish!"[/B]

Sheldon felt none of the fear he'd experienced when set upon by the manacles in the cell. He watched objectively, as if all the events here were just happening on TV or in a photo, and he was outside, protected. Something about the now-heavy presence of the camera in his hand made him feel safe. [I]Invincible.[/I]

The cat began to writhe on its back. Lumps appeared on its chest, which then burst open, showering the white walls in red. From within the animal an entirely different creature began impossibly to extricate itself. It was about six feet tall, slim, toned, curvaceous - long blonde hair and the same glowing green eyes as the cat.

[B]"I am a Siren,"[/B] the nude woman explained. [B]"I have lured you to my lair and now I shall feed on your essence! But you shall die in a state of exquisite ecstasy. This I promise you."[/B]

Sheldon couldn't work out why the demonic woman felt the need to explain her plan to him. Neither was he in the least attracted to the idea of carnal relations with her - he had never been one for any kind of relations with anyone. He raised his camera. It seemed like the best course of action and besides, he was beginning to crave the voice in his ear, whispering to him how he was special, and how the speaker was eternally in his debt for releasing him ... whatever that meant.

[I]Flash![/I]

A shapeless, formless blur of dark red and black erupted from the camera's lens towards the Siren. She screamed, a sound that could pierce armour plating - but Sheldon's ears heard only the whispering.

[I][B]"No creature of the night shall harm thee whilst I reside herein ... I have use for thee yet, mortal ... with your sacrifice, my time will arise once again ..."[/B][/I]

Sheldon ignored the bit about the sacrifice, instead focusing on the bit about no harm coming to him, as the smoky blur retreated from the Siren, which had become a pile of ash on the floor. The blur swept around behind Sheldon and burnt an enormous hole through the two-foot armour plating of the vault door before retreating back inside the camera.

[B][I]Nine exposures.[/I][/B]

Sheldon grinned for the first time in years. For the first time he had purpose, meaning, and a powerful ally. He'd been living inside his own head for so long that the supernatural events of the last hour or so hardly fazed him. His head was full of thoughts of power, invincibility. He cradled the camera to the side of his head and lost himself in the whispering.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[DragonBlood]

[i]That should have hurt a lot more...[/i] James thought, slowly he opened his eyes, darkness.

He turned his head, or, at lest he tried to, but still only darkness, and it was cold, icy.

"What happened to him?" a voice broke the silence...

[i]I fell...[/i] James tried to speak but no words came, only thoughts...

"Shush, bequiet..."

"What do you think we should do?" A female voice...

"I don't know, if he finds out about this, there could be truble."

"Your a demon, what are you woried about?"

[i]Demon??[/i] James thought suddenly...

"Shut up! No body said any thing to you." the female voice yelled, "Put him back."

"Why?"

"Because I said to! HE would never let you keep him, not yet, put him back."

Foot steps...

"HE's comeing! Put him back hurry!"

Suddenly there was a flash, and James was on the bar counter, and all the pain rushed down to him...

"AHHHH!!!"
He rolled off the bar, a sudden crash...James rushed out into the street...

[i]Wait come back![/i] a voice in his head.

"Oh God!!" James turned from side to side... "What are you?!"

[i]What do you want me to be?[/i]
Suddenly a woman stood befor him, her eyes were shining green...her hand reached out to him, [i]Come on[/i] She smiled and took his hand, pulling him down the street, toward the hill....

[Persona]

[COLOR=DarkRed] Hazel had just stood there watching the crew. she just couldn't believe the hell that was going on and one person seem to have left the other group.

"Ok no I can't believe this shit is real.....even being stuck with all of yous....shit man what did I do to desrve this? Am I going to freaking die here?" Hazel said a little freaked out.

"Man just chill...we're all here for some damn reason....." Matt said in confusement.

Hazel started to walk around and walked up the old creaky wooden steps and entered the seem to be diner. As she walked in the door slammed behind her cuasing Hazel to jump. Then a cold wind chilled the air, a whisper came to her ear.
[I]
'Your going to die....'[/I]

"What the hell! Who are you...who the hell are you...this ain't freaking funny!" hazel said in fear.

She froze suddenly as she felt a pair of icy hands brush her cheeks and lips touch her neck. There she let out a scream and starting banging on the door. This time she had no fan and no orange bag...all she had was her body and what good did that do...if she was scared as hell.[/COLOR]

[Che]

[font=Arial][size=1][color=navy]Cindy muttered curse words towards Jessie and the shackles that had cut her as she seperated herself from everyone after Matthew and Jessie cleaned the wounds. "God, just like Andy said. I'm a bitch when I'm mad..." She muttered to herself. Cindy looked around, completly ignoring the fact that Hazel had screamed. [i]Who cares? I feel like screaming myself...[/i] She thought before proceeding to climb the stairs she spotted.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Arial][size=1][color=#000080]The stairs were old and were begining to decay, so Cindy tred carefully. As soon as she was up, she looked around again. There were about four rooms and then a window at each end of the hallway. "Lets see if any of these has a bed." She muttered, entering one of the rooms. It was, indeed, similar to a hotel room. There were two beds, a dresser, and a open door leading to a bathroom. "A shower!" Cindy sighed happily. After being in the jailhouse, seeing that dead body, and being cut, that was the thing she thought she needed most.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Arial][size=1][color=#000080]Cindy entered the bathroom, locking the door behind her. [i]There are too many guys down there. And their probably pervs too...[/i] She thought as she undressed and entered the shower. The water, unfortunatly, was icy cold, and it was slightly discolored. "Just my luck!" Cindy muttered bitterly, but continued her shower despite it. Every few seconds, she would glance at her side to look at her cuts. The green was gone and the wound was closed, but it felt like something was lodged in it. Something sharp and painful. [i]Pull yourself together![/i] Cindy thought to herself angrilly.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Arial][size=1][color=#000080]Cindy was so absorbed in her thoughts, she didn't notice the shadowed figure next to the shower curtain. Until it was too late, that is. Someone or something had dropped an axe only inches away from her, actually chopping the tub in half and causing a large dent in the wooden floor. Cindy let out a high pitched, louder than hell scream as she saw who did it.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Arial][size=1][color=#000080]The thing was human looking enough. The only thing different was that it was twice the size, and had an eye on its forehead. The monster was chuckling and was about to lift the axe up again. Cindy screamed again, and scrambled away from the monster's reach, grabbing her clothes on the way. "Come back and make it easier on yourself." The monster taunted, it's voice a low growl. Cindy whimpered as she fumbled with her clothes, trying hard to get them on as she backed up towards the door. "G-g-get aw-away from m-me you freak!" She threatened. The monster let out a roaring laugh before Cindy managed to get up, her clothes on, and ran out the door.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Arial][size=1][color=#483d8b]^^ Monster! Help! Hehehe....[/color][/size][/font]