Sereni-tree: Back in Black
POSTED BY: thatweirdgirl
UPDATED: Tuesday, October 25, 2005 04:20
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Quote:*PsychicRiver blushes and smiles*
Originally posted by CallMeSerenity:
Great job PR!
*Serenity runs up to him, hugs him, and rubs his nose.*
I did good...
Quote:
Originally posted by River-Clone:
"But where is the Wash Malcolmette?"
PsychicRiver
"Two by two, hands of blue."
"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."
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Deuce tracks Soul, Static, the Jayne clone, and Jazaf to a large, dark creepy forest. Howls, screams and other scary sounds come out of it.
“Crap! Isn’t that my luck!”
Deuce follows the trail into the dark forest.
“Maybe this is all some initiation test from my Sensei.”
Bride2
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in the infirmary
You know, with most everyone on the ship out on a dangerous mission, chances are we're going to have some injuries to deal with when folks get back. Better start getting prepared now.
*mg unties cozen since he's all better and shoos him out of the infirmary. Then she cleans up and readies meds, needles, bandage material, etc.*
I sure hope SimonWho gets back before we have anything really serious to deal with. I guess it's a good thing I just took a blood transfusion course. Of course, it was for animals, but I could probably figure it out for people too.
*Sits down to wait for patients to come in.*
I sure hope Dale's doing okay.
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"Do you accept gifts from strange men?" -Brisco
"Well, strange is no problem, but I draw the line at men I don't know." -Dixie
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Taking position with Jake7 at the narrow path, all bear witness as TRM is dragged from his escape portal in the valley below.*
*looks at Jake7* Keep that forcefield up. *winks*
th-thunk
*jake7 is now looking at an empty pair of boots*
*Without hesitation , Needle runs to the edge of the steep hill, She leaps off and out into the air, her body positioned in a dive as scales and fins and tentacles surface. She briefly imagines how wings might be a novelty at this moment. Eyes darken as she focuses on her task, nictitating membranes close over in defense as she nears the ground.
She springs off the back? of the first mutant in her path, extends her talon like fingers and slices its face away as she leaps. She flips and knocks away more with her tentacled body, knocking off the limbs and tentacles of sevral more mutants, imapling and slicing with claws, flinging the flesh of their repulsive bodies. She grabs the tentacle of one and rips it away with her teeth while dismembering the rest of the creature, tearing its thrashing body with her own tentacles.
Frenzied by the blood bath, and slightly disgusted, Needle begins to sing her song of dischord. It rumbles through the creatures surrounding her, shattering a few of their mutated forms, sending others into convulsive fits, rendering them helpless or dead.
Continuing swiftly into the valley, she clears a path through the mutant hoarde , some mutants seem to back away on sight of her. Whether the song or her own tentacles confuse them is unknown. She reaches TRM who has freed himself from the offensive chaos mutant which grabbed him. She stands dark and nearly hissing in the remenants of her dress covered in mutant blood and whatever else that stuff is they ooze.*
*grins wearily*
Hey TRM...
*chokes from the smell of chaos mutant body fluids*
lets get through that portal... this is just gross!
*grabs another mutant by is neck? and throws it against the ground, it makes a heavy crunchy sound and then no longer moves*
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Say jam sucker
Say groove sucker
Say dance sucker
Now move sucker
We're the renegades of funk
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The crew of the Grant;
While the rest of the crew reunite, Safe contemplates the surroundings.
The light in the main chamber changes again and again a scene flickers in the centre of the room. The scene is a a valley, filled with a mass of writhing, grotesque bodies chasing a lone figure across the valley floor...
The scene flickers again and is gone.
Something occurs to Safe as he surveys the room. Looking up at the floor after floor of cells all looking out at the central chamber. "Ummm PR, when you unlocked the cells...did you unlock all of them??"
Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny
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(The Grant crew:)
River-clone frowns. Her brow furrows.
"I think it's time for the main event."
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(The Lee’s crew, in Ambush Valley on Whitefall:)
From his prone position, TheRealMe looks up at the horrific Chaos mutant that is securely holding him. Its tentacles drag TheRealMe closer to his doom. It opens its tusked mouth in an attempt to feed. Other mutants draw near, ready to gobble up any leftover scraps.
TheRealMe, however, has other plans. He calmly reaches into his beige-colored coat and pulls out a cylindrical object that fits comfortably in his right hand. With a hum of energy, the red-bladed light saber crackles to life and slices off the tentacles restraining TheRealMe. Then he waves the light saber about, slicing pieces off other nearby mutants as he scrambles to his feet. The mutants howl in pain and back off, but don’t go far.
“I KNEW it was a good idea to keep this little memento from my evil twin, Darth Real!”
Other mutants approach TheRealMe, each just as twisted and repulsive as the first. But from on high, shots ring out. The Zoe-clones and Rat are targeting the mutants nearest him. TheRealMe’s forearm is grazed, his coat arm ripped.
“RAT! Be careful!”
TheRealMe continues to swing the light saber, but there are too many around him; their strength in numbers begins to tell. He cannot make his way back to the dimensional portal, and escape. Things begin to look bad. Luckily, it seems that Nugget is keeping mutants from getting though the portals, as another monstrosity is tossed back, broken and bloody.
Then, in a magnificent leap from the cliffs above, TheRealMe sees a being of fluid grace make an impossible dive, landing with great force amidst the mutants. It is a creature of scales, fins, fangs, claws, and tentacles, no more human than the things he is fighting, and yet it is a thing of beauty unlike these vile, tainted monsters. Needleseye has come to his aid! A siren song, loaded full of subsonics, begins to build. TheRealMe has heard this song before, has FELT it. He watches the mutants nearest the song fall to pieces at its onslaught, almost liquefying. He watches Needle’s shifting form slam into the mutants, and render one after another to pieces with her sharp claws and fangs as she makes her way toward him.
Blood and gore fly everywhere. She kills dozens. More. The mutants back away somewhat from her approach, allowing TheRealMe to catch his breath. Soon, she is there next to him.
Quote:
Originally posted by Needleseye:
* She stands dark and nearly hissing in the remenants of her dress covered in mutant blood and whatever else that stuff is they ooze.*
*grins wearily*
Hey TRM...
*chokes from the smell of chaos mutant body fluids*
lets get through that portal... this is just gross!
*grabs another mutant by is neck? and throws it against the ground, it makes a heavy crunchy sound and then no longer moves*
TheRealMe smiles weakly. He grabs one of her slowly waving tentacles and gives it a gentle squeeze. Then he brings it close and gives it a kiss.
“Thank you, Needle, for a marvelous rescue. And you’re right. They won’t stay intimidated long. Let’s go.”
Needleseye begins to shift her shape back to a humanoid form as she and TheRealMe move through the dimensional portals, which then dissolve. On the other side, up on the ridge, TheRealMe finds himself holding one of Needleseye’s hands. She is a beautiful woman again.
“Needle, I’m afraid that your shapeshifting is a little hard on your gowns.”
TheRealMe removes his own beige-colored coat and drapes it over Needleseye’s shoulders.
Meanwhile, the mutants in the valley below have renewed their assault. Rat’s gun barks loudly as he opens it up to full auto. The Zoe-clones continue to fire individual shots, each one a guaranteed kill.
TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree
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Quote:*PR looks up above them.*
Originally posted by safeat2nd:
"Ummm PR, when you unlocked the cells...did you unlock all of them??"
*His mouth forms a perfect "O" and after a short silence, he says;*
Oh.
PsychicRiver
"Two by two, hands of blue."
"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."
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Beige-coloured coat?!?!?
Am I ever going to live that down?
TRM-You are the brownest Browncoat that ever wore a brown coat. You are so brown you're nearly black. You make other browncoats pale in comparison to your browniness. Not only that, but you're a real swell guy. 
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The crew of the Grant all look upward simultaniously as they hear a loud
CLANG
Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
I have a live journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/callmeserenity/
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**jake7 watches in fascination as Needleseye goes to work rescuing TRM. Mutant bodies dropping like flies. She then watches as TRM and Needleseye go through the portal and then notices the few mutants unaffected by the Needle's siren song coming at her full-speed.**
I hope they get back here soon! My finger's starting to cramp and I really hope I have enough battery power to keep this force field up!
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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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