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Post by HIDDEN EVIL on Jul 23, 2008 20:26:02 GMT -5
The Tunnel beneath.the.cemetery This thread is for all members of the coven. This is a labratory specifically designed for the inside look of a warewolf. Some rooms have displays of warewoves and specifics to how they differ, function. One is kept partially alive for blood samples. There is a weapons shop room with knives, guns, and all sorts of defense mechanisms. All of those who wish to come in here for whatever are welcome. Touch the work station and your hand will get chopped off. Think I'm kidding? Try me.Rules[/u] - No touching the work station!
- No killing in this thread
- No rounds unless in the testing room
- No touching the work station!
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Post by HIDDEN EVIL on Aug 4, 2008 0:50:56 GMT -5
Sevanni came reaming through the doors. He had tested one thing on the dogs in a previous fight. Never had he been so mad that the serum didn't work. It was less effective than a damn knife. The scientist turned to see him enter after the harsh sound of the metal based doors slapping against the wall. He began to shake, his speach in a studder.
"It didn't work!"
Sevanni yelled at him. Tossing the viles at him, they hit the floor, serum running all over the place. Sevanni approached, grabbing him by the collar.
"I used it on one of the mutts and it didn't work."
The small guys hands were up in surrender. Sevanni tugged more and pushed him to the wall.
"Why would you send me out there without testing it on one of those vagabonds?"
He asked through gritted teeth, turning his head to one of the werewolves in a closed off room before looking back at him.
"Your lucky I can't kill you. As it may be, your much needed here."
Sevanni let him loose, crunching glass beneath his feet as he walked away from the guy. He turned, thinking of what to do next.
"You fix that damn serum, or I'll see to it your fixed."
The little man nodded.
"Yes.Yes, I...I...I will fix it....I p...p...promise."
Sevanni growled.
"You better have!"
He turned his head, looking around before taking his leave. He would be back later for the fix.
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