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Alright, random positions assigned for The Noid, EveryoneLovesStevenRight?, Kariia, and the Hirudinea. And the results:
Disclaimer: If I get your gender wrong... tell me. I don't know for sure who's a boy and who's a girl, though I did my best to search the forum and find out.
It was a lovely sunny day. The sky was beautiful, the sun was bright, and the scientific community was nearing a breakthrough of astronomical proportions. The resident scientists of the city of Forumopolis - Occasional JD, The Noid, and HipHoppityFrogOfValue - were nearing the completion on their latest study - a study on the art of immortality. They had completed many almost-successful experiments on a group of slugs, but none had produced perfect immortality. This time, however, they were sure that they had it right.
"Is the serum ready, Dr. JD?" The Noid was trembling as he spoke, his excitement getting the best of him. "Are we ready for the final tests?"
"Affirmative." Occasional JD passed a small vial to The Noid, who passed it in turn to the hands of HipHoppityFrogOfValue. "Begin the tests, Dr. Value."
"Yes, sir, Dr. JD." HipHoppityFrogOfValue slowly lowered the vial into the cage, where their last test subject waited thirstily. He tipped the vial, pouring the red, foaming liquid into the slug's mouth. After a few moments, the slug's body began convulsing, and it began to grow rapidly. "It's working, Dr. Noid! The experiment is a succ-"
He was cut short as the slug, which had already grown to be a full foot long, bit into his hand, sinking its teeth deep into his flesh. Blood poured from the open wound, and the slug released its grip, quickly collecting the blood before it could drip onto the floor, its body ceaselessly growing as it did so.
HipHoppityFrogOfValue screamed in horror as he watched the blood leave his body. He suddenly felt weak as the color of his skin changed to a sick purple. What had they created?
Before he could contemplate that, however, he collapsed on the floor. HipHoppityFrogOfValue, to all appearances, was dead.
Letting out a cry of panic, Occasional JD and The Noid rushed to his side.
"He's got no pulse!" The Noid, having been the closest to HipHoppityFrogOfValue, had gotten to him first. "All vital signs are negative! He's dead!"
There was a sudden noise from above. The Noid looked up just in time to see the mutant slug, now a full meter in length, diving off of the table and latching onto his face. Within a few moments, The Noid was laying face up next to HipHoppityFrogOfValue, both of them as purple as plums, and both of them very much dead.
When he saw this, Occasional JD immediately turned to run the other way. There was a clamor on the opposite end of the lab as the lab assistant, Homerun Starrer, rushed out, barely escaping certain death. Occasional JD, unfortunately, was not so lucky.
With unimaginable speed, the mutant slug launched itself at the scientist, knocking him to the floor as it bit into the back of his skull. Within moments, Occasional JD had become just as dead as the others. A lab table fell onto Occasional JD's back as the slug removed itself, having already emptied the body of its blood.
With no more prey in the room, the slug made its way through, cleaning up the last few drops of blood before finally making its way to the door to follow Homerun Starrer. More lab tables fell as it went, and the chemicals flooded the floor, mixing together and releasing vast amounts of gas into the atmosphere. By the next morning, the blue of the sky had been replaced by thick, blood-red clouds of gas that reduced the once-brilliant light of sun to little more than a nightlight, hanging amidst a sea of darkness.
The memories of the incident burned deep in Homerun Starrer's mind as he made his way back to the lab, hoping that, somehow, Occasional JD had survived the night. Behind him, Kariia adjusted the strap on her gun. He had thought it best to bring a soldier with him, just in case things took a turn for the worst.
Carefully, Homerun pushed open the door to the labs. He let Kariia take the lead - she did have a gun, after all - and cautiously followed her through the front lobby and into the main laboratory.
Kariia brought her gun to firing position as she scanned the room. It was a mess; nearly every table in the room had been overturned, and the floor was now covered with broken glass, all lodged in a sticky red goo. Being careful to stay as close as possible to Kariia, Homerun began to search for any sign of life.
He lead Kariia to the spot where the other two doctors had died. If JD had indeed been killed, there was a good chance his body would be found there, too. They made their way over to the slug's overturned cage, its silver bars rendered brown by a thick coat of dried blood.
When they finally made their way through the maze of debris and reached the cage, Homerun gasped. Where Homerun had expected to see bodies, he now saw only bald spots on the floor, where the thick red goo had left the outline of two human bodies.
"They're gone," Homerun whimpered. "The bodies... they're..."
Kariia merely nodded, not wanting Homerun's emotions to distract her from any potentially dangerous situations. For all they knew, the slug may have still been in the room. Still, she couldn't help noticing that the bodies had been removed after the chemicals had dried. What's more, there was no sign that they had been dragged - only the faint outlines of human hands pressed into the goo and the prints of human feet heading toward the door. The bodies, by all appearances, had removed themselves. Judging by the look on his face, Kariia could only guess that Homerun had figured that out, too.
"I'm sorry, Homerun," Kariia began. Suddenly, however, she was cut off by a faint rustling from underneath a nearby table, accompanied by a distorted, almost inhuman groan.
"It's Dr. JD!" Homerun cried out. "He's still alive!"
Motioning for Homerun to stay back, Kariia shifted her weapon to her left hand, moving closer to the table. The groaning grew ever louder as she approached, and she could make out the top portion of a pair of human legs sticking out from the dried goo. Slowly, she lifted the table...
Before she had time to react, Kariia was taken off of her feet by a hideous purple hand. By the time she had regained her footing, the purple hand had manifested itself into an entire, grotesquely purple body - a body that, it seemed, had once been human; that, to Homerun Starrer, had once been Dr. Occasional JD.
Saliva oozed from JD's gnarled teeth as he opened his mouth to take a bite of Kariia, but Kariia was too fast. She loosed a stream of bullets from her automatic before ducking behind some debris.
"Homerun, get down!" She screamed, but Homerun was too caught up in his emotions. He simply stared at the zombie, tears welling up in his eyes as he watched the monster approach. With no hesitation, the thing that had once been Homerun's friend raised one deformed hand, gripping Homerun's shoulder as it closed in for a bite. Kariia was left with no choice. Moving as quickly as she could, Kariia jumped in between Homerun and JD, bringing her gun to bear on the monster's face.
She was fast, but not fast enough. The zombie sank its teeth into her throat, ripping out a large chunk of flesh and unleashing a bloodspray that only added to the red goo already covering the floor. She reeled in pain, but managed to hold her ground. As the zombie munched on her neck, she sent a spray of bullets across his own, dropping his head onto the floor behind him. The zombie staggered, releasing his grip on Homerun. Kariia quickly removed a grenade from her belt and inserted it into the bloody stump of the Zombie's neck.
"G... Get... O... u... t!" She managed. Homerun nodded, a waterfall of tears flowing down his face. He nearly tripped over his own feet as he ran out the door. With her last breath, Kariia pulled the pin of the grenade.
The explosion was still audible even from where Homerun sat, bawling in front of the laboratory building. Windows broke, sending shards of glass flying all over the street. Occasional JD was dead - really dead, this time. And, thanks to him, so was the soldier Kariia. This really wasn't his lucky day.
He sank his head into his arms, and he bawled.
(Whoa. That's a long one! Sorry, got a little carried away there, with the backstory and all...)
Summary: Kariia and Occasional JD are dead. Fortunately for Homerun, he's still alive. Reduce zombie and soldier counts to two.
EDIT: If you're not in the story, nothing happened to you. You were either alone, or with someone who didn't affect you.
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