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maskormenacelogs2014-04-23 09:51 am
reptiledysfunction) wrote in maskormenacelogs2014-04-23 09:51 am
she blinded me with science!
WHO: OPEN
WHERE: The Heropa Convention Center (that I just made up now)
WHEN: 4/23 and 4/24
WHAT: The Heropa Science and Technology Expo! A two day expo full of networking, demonstrations, presentations and talks celebrating all thing science and technology!
that is, until the second day, when everything goes to hell.
WARNINGS: Violence, possible attempted murder--will edit if needed!
April 23
The expo is off to a good start. The convention center's main hall is littered with tables and people. The tables represent everything from individual work, to start-up firms, to massive chemical conglomerates. Next door, a few ballrooms have been quickly converted to hold talks and demonstrations. The main stage areas are lined with plastic (to help prevent any sort of spills on the hardwood floors) and folding chairs are set in rows.
The main hall itself is jam-packed, with people wandering between tables and talks freely. Those presenting or manning a table have nametags--those visiting are laden down with maps and brochures. There's also some damn good punch and sandwiches if the free food at these sort of things is more your take.
All in all, everything seems to be going well!
April 24
Did we say everything was going well? Because now it's not.
During one particular talk, something horrible happens. What was supposed to be a routine demonstration of a chemical effect goes terribly wrong, with the chemicals exploding. The people in the first few rows are splattered with the chemicals, crying out in pain as it burns their skin. However, with any imPorts in the first few rows, something goes horribly wrong. Whether it happens instantly or some time later, their powers start to go out of control, unknowingly wrecking havoc on the convention center itself.
It's time to be a hero, you guys. Help take care of the people and bring your fellow out of control imports down!
WHERE: The Heropa Convention Center (that I just made up now)
WHEN: 4/23 and 4/24
WHAT: The Heropa Science and Technology Expo! A two day expo full of networking, demonstrations, presentations and talks celebrating all thing science and technology!
that is, until the second day, when everything goes to hell.
WARNINGS: Violence, possible attempted murder--will edit if needed!
April 23
The expo is off to a good start. The convention center's main hall is littered with tables and people. The tables represent everything from individual work, to start-up firms, to massive chemical conglomerates. Next door, a few ballrooms have been quickly converted to hold talks and demonstrations. The main stage areas are lined with plastic (to help prevent any sort of spills on the hardwood floors) and folding chairs are set in rows.
The main hall itself is jam-packed, with people wandering between tables and talks freely. Those presenting or manning a table have nametags--those visiting are laden down with maps and brochures. There's also some damn good punch and sandwiches if the free food at these sort of things is more your take.
All in all, everything seems to be going well!
April 24
Did we say everything was going well? Because now it's not.
During one particular talk, something horrible happens. What was supposed to be a routine demonstration of a chemical effect goes terribly wrong, with the chemicals exploding. The people in the first few rows are splattered with the chemicals, crying out in pain as it burns their skin. However, with any imPorts in the first few rows, something goes horribly wrong. Whether it happens instantly or some time later, their powers start to go out of control, unknowingly wrecking havoc on the convention center itself.
It's time to be a hero, you guys. Help take care of the people and bring your fellow out of control imports down!
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Dodging a few of the acid loogies, one connected with his shoulder, making a disgusting sizzling sound as it hit. He attempted to gut Rochelle with his claws again, swinging them at her.
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This time she managed to backstep out of the way. This time, she swipes her own claws wildly at the Lizard's neck. Her long, skinny arm was bleeding badly from the last clawing, but somehow she didn't seem bothered. It slowed her down a little, yeah. But for zombies, most grievous injuries were just flesh wounds.
So anyway, have zombie Rochelle clawing furiously at the Lizard as she tries to spit at him again.
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Whipping his tail out, he swung it at Rochelle, attempting to knock the now-zombie over.
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Spitter Rochelle scrambled to her feet as fast as those mutated feet would let her. This time she backed away and heaved up another present. She spat huge mass of acid at him, meant to hit right under the Lizard's feet.
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Letting out a wail of pain, the Lizard attempted yet another swipe at Rochelle. Surely it could take down this thing!
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And Rochelle was starting to realize this.
She took a few back steps to give herself some distance. His clawed connected, but thankfully only barely. She spat again, this time behind the Lizard. And with that, she charged up. The Lizard seemed about a hundred times heavier than her, but maybe she could still tackle him into the pool of acid starting to bubble behind them.
Hopefully.
Maybe.
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Lizards run the gamut when it comes to predatory species. Some will stay and fight, some will dodge out of trouble. And this particular Lizard was acid-damaged and hurt and just wanted to get away from the acid spitting not-human thing. There were other scientists here. Other humans he could use. And, if needed, he could just lay low until then.
So, the Lizard decided to adapt the brilliant tactical strategy of 'running away'. Giving one last glare at Rochelle, he started to sprint off. Of course, the pain of acid burns now lining his back meant that any attempts at running would be slower than usual.
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Then, something starts to feel different again. All of a sudden, she can't move. Again. And that's when, suddenly, she feels herself shrinking.
It still hurts, but not as much as last time. In a weird way it's like every part of her body was putting itself back in the right places.
For some reason... she was changing back?
A few seconds pass before, normal and human again, Rochelle finds herself in her right mind and right body. She groans herself awake and holds her head.
Oh, shit. What the hell happened? What did she...?
Suddenly, she remembered.
Her head shot up. She clumsily scrambles on the floor and back on her feet.
"Hey! Get back here!"
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Okay, she's going to lay here now because exhaustion and bodily injury is catching up to her. And, finally, she passes out.
God dammit.