by The Kingpin » Mon Sep 04, 2006 11:08 am
guys, it's you or no one who's gonna break out of the restraints. Crusher wont show up until the crew are dead and the ship stuck in the harbour, with it's bow slicing into the port.
Rampage woke up the next morning and did a territory patrol. other predators had noticed. she didn't care. if they attempted to take her mate's territory, she would fight for it to the death. she didn't face any trouble while patroling. she finished and went to the game trail, intent on getting a meal to feed her for a day or 2. she found it in the form of a Para. she watched and waited. soon, the para turned toward her, planning to eat some of the lush plants that grow around the stream that was by Rampage's feet. she was in luck. her dull green-brown skin hiding her in the trees. she would have a free meal. she watched it lower it's head at the stream, 20 feet from her. she charged out, running at full speed, and rammed it on it's side, making it fall. she bit on the neck, suffocating it. to finish the job, she twisted her head, breaking the neck. she dragged it to the nest where a pair of strange looking raptors watched, hidden from her view. they wouldn't show them selves this time. in a few weeks they would return, and when they did, they would kill the T. Rex.
Rampage ate what she could, then went to sleep.
meanwhile, Hunter had arrived at a strange new place. it was an area that was white in colour, and smelled strange. he could smell several bad smells that burned his lungs. he saw 3 humans come to him. 1 of them was wearing strange things on his face, that were clear near his eyes, and thin going between the 2 clear things, and around his head , going on either side and wrapping around his strangely large ears. he had 2 men, wearing similar clothing to eachother, and carrying these strange weapons that they used. he growled, and the human with the strange thing on his face [glasses] laughed at him. Hunter made a longing call for help, hoping to have his father or mother with him. he was very afraid of what was happening. he was young and weak, and couldn't defend himself even if he wasn't restrained. he just kept calling for help, long, whining roars coming from his mouth, which were replied to only by the laughs of the humans. he was terrified, and hoped that someone would answer his call for help...
[it's now or never guys. next thing on blood sucker ludlow's agenda is to prepare for the ship's arrival...]
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG