1st Hunt: Healthy Teeth

[Shad²]

In a lone room somewhere in the heart of tokyo there lies a black ball. A ball shrouded in mystery and gifted with the power over life and death. It rewards those that obey him with tremendous power and sends those that would betray back to their fated destiny from which it once saved them.

A man in a black suit and jeans leans against this ball. His eyes seem weary, yet his mind is ready. His posture seems excited and nervous at the same time. Dave Maison is his name and he's the black ball's longest surviving asset.

''Here we go again" he murmured under his breath.''At least it's for a good cause.''

Dave pulled a cigarette from his pocket. as he exhaled, lasers began emitting from the black ball slowly forming the figure of a person. ''i guess'' he murmured once more as if answering his previous comments.

[Dane]

Billy Butcher transported into the room next. His left hand seemed as if it had just been gripping something, and his right fist was cocked back, ready to punch the shit out of something. As it happens, he had just been grabbing someone by the shirt in a fight, but had, unfortunately, been killed with a shotgun blast to the back of the head. He'd been sent to Tokyo, Japan to check the progress of one of his Boss's operations that seemed to be going sour. Butcher now realized that it was all an elaborate ploy to kill him.
Butcher was wearing his long leather duster. He almost always wore this. As well as a black t-shirt, black trousers, and black leather boots. He sort of looked like a comic book vigilante, except he was on the exact opposite side of the law.
Butcher now lowered his arms and looked around, obviously very confused. He was in an apartment with a black ball and some guy smoking.
"Oi, what's happening here, mate?" Butcher asked the man. "I was just about to kill some stupid cunt and now I'm here. Any fuckin' idea?"

[Virtuoso]

Next to arrive was David Kennedy, but he was oblivious to the fact. He was lying on the floor with one hand clutching the pillow beneath his head, the other hooked on the dress shirt he'd blanketed himself with, fast asleep. When he finished materializing, his un-shoed feet twitched a bit, but he did not wake.

In more ways than one, David Kennedy was dead to the world.

[Xaier]

Soon enough Karson's body would begin to materialize. He found himself laying on his back, staring up toward the ceiling of an unfamiliar apartment. The boy couldn't help but feel extremely confused, even slightly scared for the moment. After all, he had just watched someone smash his face in with a baseball bat.

His jaw would slack open slightly as he pushed himself up onto his elbows, and those icy blue hues glanced frantically across the room. Those keen eyes would notice that he wasn't alone either. A man in a black suit rested against an odd black ball, another male in a trench coat of sorts and someone sleeping on the ground not too far from where Karson rested.

"Wh-What the hell?"

His words were barely audible as Karson bent his legs and then picked himself up off the ground to stand there. The 20 year old male was certainly dead, wasn't he? Even if he hadn't died.. He wouldn't have woken up in an apartment with a whole bunch of strangers, right? Karson's head would shake for a second, his hands lifting and slipping through his blue hair.

At this time his mind was running a bit wild here, he couldn't help but wonder if maybe he was just in limbo, that he was just waiting to be judged. His hands would drop down, grasping at the gray tie around his neck before loosening it and turning to give everyone another once over before he spoke to them this time.

"Uhh.. I-I'm a little confused. How the hell did I get here?"

[piranah]

Laser starts to materialize another body into the room as it slowly creates of that of a male. Slowly a man in blue pajama pants with a dirty white straightjacket materializes on the room. It was Nick Craze, he was lying on the ground on his belly as if he was being pinned down before he entered the room. When Nick was fully forms he starts to struggle on the floor as he starts kicking and rolling around.

“NOO!!! You won’t give me anymore!!! I will not be silence, they are out there I tell you! OUT THERE!!” Nick shouted at the top of his lungs as he rolled and hit the wall of the room. There he suddenly went silent. Nobody is holding him down and this place is not the asylum. Nick look around and saw people in the room with a black ball. Nick then tries getting to a upright position and put his back on the wall.

“Ha! Ha! Ha! I knew it!” Nick shouted in excitement. “They are here! This is proof that they had called for me!” Nick tries to struggle to remove the straightjacket but has no success. “Can anyone help me get out of this?”

[Virtuoso]

A few muffled sounds reached Kennedy's ears with the arrival of Karson.

"Uhh...fused...ell...et here?"

Annoyed, Kennedy pulled the pillow over his head, and, in doing so, realized he was on what felt like a hard floor, not the couch he had laid down on just moments ago.

"-the hell?" he muttered, opening his eyes. Sure enough, his gaze met a hardwood floor. Before he could examine his surroundings any further, he was startled by a shout.

“NOO!!! You won’t give me anymore!!! I will not be silence, they are out there I tell you! OUT THERE!!!”

Kennedy would have jumped out of his shoes if he'd been wearing any, but settled instead for simply jumping upright. Gathering that he was no longer in his dressing room, he leapt to his feet and backed quickly to the nearest wall, his sunglasses falling off onto the crumpled heap that was his shirt. Instinctively, he held the pillow out in front of him like a shield before figuring the most likely explanation for the status quo.

"God...... damn it," Kennedy sighed, lowering the pillow and rubbing his forehead. "This wasn't in the script." Looking around, he snatched up his shades and shirt and headed for the nearest door. "Gus! What did I tell you about creative liberties?? And quit dragging me onto the set when I'm napping!"

Reaching the door, Kennedy attempted to open it.

[razkal]

Transported into the room was a big husky man that was lying on the ground in a purple attire. This man that was known as Matthews slowly stood up and rose to his feet and looked around and glanced at his chest which was filled with bullet holes moments ago.Matthews didn't show any concern if he was still alive or dead, all he saw now was victims that he could torture and make suffer.

He glanced around one more time to look at the faces and to see which one he could torture the longest and it was a next man who looked very dangerous. Matthews was looking directly at Billy Butcher yet Matthews wasn't ready to make his move yet, he wanted to know what situation he was in first and went back and leaned against the wall in the apartment and waited for whatever phenomenon was about to happen

[Shad²]

As the lasers finished materializing a new person Dave recognized the figure of a man in a trench coat, he couldn’t help but smile as he thought of the comic book figure The Avenger.

"Oi, what's happening here, mate?" Butcher asked the man. "I was just about to kill some stupid cunt and now I'm here. Any fuckin' idea?"

‘’A criminal, i guess’’ Dave thought to himself at the man’s first words’’

For a second he looked at him, and stepped away from the ball ‘’I’ll explain when the others get here’’. He answered looking at him. A moment later another laser emitted from the ball, forming another person. Dave saw the confusion in Billy’s so he looked past him at the new person, now lying on the ground and nodded as to point toward the new person as one of ‘the others’.

A few moments later yet another laser shot out from the black ball. He also seemed to be lying on the ground. Contrary to the last person he wasn’t seemed to be sleeping since he rested on his elbows as soon as he materialized and muttered something under his breath. As he looked around the room and the people in it he asked:’’Uhh.. I-I'm a little confused. How the hell did I get here?’’

The new kid reminded Dave of his first encounter with this room. The confusion in his eyes were the same as his. He puffed once more slowly and started:’’I hate repeating myself so I’ll explain everything in due time. But what it comes down to is…’’ Dave inhaled deeply before continuing, his cigarette was finished and he flicked it on the ground.’’…you all died’’.

Dave had barely finished and lasers began emitting from the black ball again. Nick Craze wore a straightjacket and pajamas. As soon as he materialized he caught everyone’s eyes as he began frantically struggling and moving around.

‘’great, another lunatic’’ Dave thought to himself.

“NOO!!! You won’t give me anymore!!! I will not be silence, they are out there I tell you! OUT THERE!!” Nick continued.

As he hit the wall of the room with a large smack, the new person realized he wasn’t in his previous situation anymore. He looked around the room and noticed the new people. His reaction to the realization of this new place was much different than a normal person’s reaction would be.

“Ha! Ha! Ha! I knew it!” Nick shouted in excitement. “They are here! This is proof that they had called for me!”

Dave knew he was right about that, but nonetheless he was right by coincidence.

“Can anyone help me get out of this?”

‘’I think you should keep it on a little longer’’ Dave replied. It isn’t wise to let a mad man loose in a closed room, he’d room the jacket from him once they were outside.

Had it not been for the loud yelling of the new patient, Kennedy would still be vast asleep. Instead he stood upright and was shocked at the sight he was seeing. He couldn’t help but back away against the wall clutching his pillow. At the moment he realized what his situation was.

"God...... damn it," Kennedy sighed, lowering the pillow and rubbing his forehead. "This wasn't in the script." Looking around, he snatched up his shades and shirt and headed for the nearest door. "Gus! What did I tell you about creative liberties?? And quit dragging me onto the set when I'm napping!"

Reaching the door, Kennedy attempted to open it. Instead of getting a hold of the handle his hand seemed to slip away every time he tried to grab it.

New lasers began creating the figure of yet another man. The new lit cigarette in Dave’s mouth fell to the ground as he looked up at the new person’s figure. It was huge! And he didn’t look too friendly either. As Dave put his cigarette back in to his mouth he noticed Matthews looking across the room just as every other new person did, but there was something different in his eyes. There was no confusion or anything like that, what Dave saw was some hunger. He couldn’t quite make out what, but it wasn’t any good.

‘’this is going to be trouble if he puts a suit on’’ he thought to himself.

[Dane]

Butcher wasn't satisfied with his answer, but if the guy was telling the truth that he would fill them in later, he saw no reason to beat the answers out of him just yet. He looked around the room as more people started to transport in, but his eyes eventually landed on the big black sphere in the room. He walked around it, touched it, but couldn't figure out what it was, or why it was here. Ah, well. He figured the guy would mention it in his eventual explanation.
Butcher explored the apartment a little, and soon came to the front door where Kennedy was. He watched as Kennedy tried to open the door, but simply couldn't touch the door handle. Billy tried this himself, but the result was the same. When he went back into the main room, there were more people. Butcher didn't know how many people were supposed to be in here, but by the rate they were coming in, it had to be soon, right?
Butcher watched as Matthews transported in, almost impressed by the size of the bruiser.
"Fuckin' hell, lad. What've they been feeding you?" Butcher asked, chuckling.

[piranah]

Nick struggle in the corner as he tries to remove his straightjacket. He twists and turns as he grunts for a few seconds. He then stops for a while when someone talked to him. He stared at the man as he said to keep it on for a while. Who is this man to say to keep him in the straightjacket? He has been called by THEM so they should let him be removed of the straightjacket this instant.

“Who are you? Are you one of them?” Nick asked the man who just spoke to him.

Nick then look around the room and notice there are more people here. Could it be that they are also chosen ones? No they can’t be, they don’t know what is happening but the only person who knows what is happening is the guy near the black ball. Black ball?

Nick then got up from his spot as he crawled using his knees until he reaches the Black Ball. Nick stared at it for a few second before he burst out of laughter.

“Ha! Ha! Ha! I knew it! This Black ball is out of this world! Such perfect spherical shape and yet it doesn’t roll or move. There must be something that keeping it still. They have truly chosen me! Ha! Ha! Ha!” Nick said in excitement.

[Xaier]

I hate repeating myself so I’ll explain everything in due time. But what it comes down to is… …you all died

Died? Is he serious here? I mean... I don't feel dead.

It was times like this that made one wonder exactly what happened after death. Maybe his initial thoughts were right, and he was currently awaiting judgment. Those icy blue hues would sink and drop against the floor as sounds of chaos erupted within the room due to a new arrival. The laser emitting from the black ball was certainly surprising. This was a lot different then he had always pictured after death.

Though the male dressed in some kind of.. gay leather biker outfit who had mentioned they were dead had also said that he would explain what was happening in a short bit, so all Karson could do was wait. Those emerald orbs would have glanced off toward the door the 'actor' had actor moved through a door and disappeared out of sight.

Out for curiosity, Karson would step forward toward the large stationary black ball. Once he neared it, the blue haired male would crouch down in front of it as those icy blues studied it briefly. He couldn't help what but wonder what the hell it was. Maybe it was thing that would decide where each and every one of the people in this room would be sent, either heaven or hell.

"Is this some kind of magical 8-ball or somethin'?"

[Tame]

Yet again, lasers fired out from black ball, materialising another person into the room as if printing them out. The young man that appeared wore fairly smart clothes, except for his shabby green jacket and the long, over-sized blue scarf that hung around his neck. He was slumped against the wall as if he'd fallen asleep in a very awkward position.

What had happened? Marlowe suddenly felt wide awake, but he felt like it was only moments ago that he had been lying in an alley, trying futiley to catch the blood that poured out of his stomach into his hands. He must have passed out. Was this the hospital? He moved his hand to where the knife had entered his flesh. He felt nothing there; no blood, no cut, nothing. He lifted his shirt up to check; there was no scar.

Confused, the man looked up at his surroundings. He was in a large, spacious apartment which was completely bare save for five other people in it and one large, black ball. He glanced around at the people, summing them up quickly. A dude in a gimp suit, a guy with blue hair examining the ball, an intimidating guy who looked like he could kill with a look. They all looked normal enough. The other two were more worrying. One was laughing manically and wearing a straight jacket. The other was a freaking giant. The ripples in his arms seemed unhuman.

"Shit, the haven't thrown me in the fucking nuthouse have they?!" thought Marlowe desparately for a moment.

He got to his feet and cleared his throat. 'Excuse me, but does anyone know where we are?' he asked politely in Japanese, glancing around at each of the other men in turn to show that his question was addressed to anyone that could answer it.

[Virtuoso]

Unable to open the door, but too tired to realize he couldn't even touch it, Kennedy sighed once again in exasperation.

"Fake door. Great," he muttered to himself. "You're getting on my last nerve, Gus."

One of the people from the main room, a big guy in a trenchcoat, came to where Kennedy was and tried the door for himself before walking away again.

Kennedy: "You must be here for the mob sce-- yes, please, just walk away from me."

Another sigh.

Slipping on his dress shirt, and hooking his shades onto the neck of his T, Kennedy followed the man back into the room he'd awoken in...... only to find two more people than there had been before!

"Well, which door did you two use to get in here??" Without waiting for a reply, Kennedy went to the next closest door and tried to open it, and would continue to do so until either he found an unlocked door, or there were no doors left.

[Shad²]

‘’Died? Is he serious here? I mean... I don't feel dead.’’ Karson thought to himself.

The young man couldn’t help but contemplate whether he was awaiting judgment, even though it wasn’t anything like he had ever imagined. After investigating the room, he’s eyes fell on the black ball in the center. As he neared it he crouched down to see it at eye level and asked: ’’is this some kind of magical 8-ball?

Even though Kennedy couldn’t grasp the door, he didn’t realize his hands hadn’t even touched it.

"Fake door. Great," he muttered to himself. "You're getting on my last nerve, Gus."

Butcher came up to him to try the same and without a word walked away again

"You must be here for the mob sce-- yes, please, just walk away from me." Kennedy said.

As Matthews transported in the room, Billy returned from the hallway only to see a new giant person.

‘’Fuckin’ hell, lad. What’ve they been feeding you?’’ Butcher asked chuckling.

Nick kept struggling remove his straightjacket with no success. He take it lightly on Dave that he wouldn’t let him out the straightjacket.

“Who are you? Are you one of them?” Nick asked Dave

Dave seemed to take little notice of Nick. He was more busy sizing all the new ones. It seemed he was counting how many survivors there would be and Nick wasn’t one of them. As Nick noticed the black ball, he started crawling towards it on his knees.

“Ha! Ha! Ha! I knew it! This Black ball is out of this world! Such perfect spherical shape and yet it doesn’t roll or move. There must be something that keeping it still. They have truly chosen me! Ha! Ha! Ha!” Nick said in excitement.

Nick was besides Dave as he bursted out and almost threw him out of balance. At that moment lasers once again shot from the black ball, through Nick’s body and started materializing another male.

The young man that appeared wore fairly smart clothes, except for his shabby green jacket and the long, over-sized blue scarf that hung around his neck. He was slumped against the wall as if he'd fallen asleep in a very awkward position. He woke up immediately after transporting. Confused, the man looked up at his surroundings. It seemed Marlowe was sizing up the people in the room and Nick Craze as well as Matthews had caught his attention more than the rest.

"Shit, the haven't thrown me in the fucking nuthouse have they?!" thought Marlowe desparately for a moment.

He got to his feet and cleared his throat. 'Excuse me, but does anyone know where we are?' he asked politely in Japanese, glancing around at each of the other men in turn to show that his question was addressed to anyone that could answer it.

With his dress shirt on and his shades on the nick of his T, Kennedy entered the main room again, only to find several more people in the room.

"Well, which door did you two use to get in here?"

At that moment Dave took a step forward. Had he stepped a little later the shelfs that seemed to emerge from the black ball would’ve thrown him against the wall. At the same time music began to play. It was the song from an aerobics program.

♫"A NEW MORNING HAS COME, A MORNING OF HOPE. HERE WE GO, ONE, TWO, THREE!!"♫

On the ball's surface, green letters began to form.

"Your lives have ended. How you use you new lives is entirely up to me. That's the theory, anyways."

In unison with the new text Dave started:’’As it may have become clear to most of you, you have now all died.’’ He paused a minute to let his words sink in.’’But… luckily you all, like I was in the past, have been chosen for reasons unkown to me by what I believe an international organizations who protects our world against the invasion of aliens.’’ Another pause was need so the men could take in his words.’’This may seem hard to believe, but if you want to take this second chance you have gotten, you should trust me. In a moment we will transport to somewhere in Tokyo, there we will fight the alien that is showed on this screen.’’ Dave pointed at the screen that was now showing a different text.

"Name: Fang Alien
Characteristics: Sharp, Big, Hungry
Likes: Sharp things, soft flesh
Dislikes: Dull and smooth object
Catchphrase: Screeech-Ker!."

‘’We also receive highly advanced technology which I believe has been copied from alien technology to aid us in our mission. Your most important equipment will be the suit, it’s located in this suitcase, with a silly nickname of the person who it’s intended for.’’

He took one out which said ‘’whack-job’’. As he was about to explain the rest he started teleporting to the outside. ‘’Damn it, I…’’ Dave managed to get hold of one X-Rifle before he completely disappeared with Nick’s suit.

[Dane]

Butcher watched as Dave teleported away before he could answer anymore questions. This pissed Butcher right off.
"Hey! Fuck! What's happened to him, then?" Butcher asked to the room, clearly quite perplexed. "This is fuckin' mental..." Butcher inspected the ball again. There were quite a few odd-looking guns inside, as well as the cases. Butcher didn't really care about the cases, or the guns for that matter, but he picked up an X-Gun. He could always sell it.

[Xaier]

A NEW MORNING HAS COME, A MORNING OF HOPE. HERE WE GO, ONE, TWO, THREE!

The loud music that emerged from the ball so suddenly had surprised him, Karson would have fallen backwards and caught himself with his hands as he stared toward the black ball in front of him. It had opened on it's sides, revealing bunch of cases and rack of unfamiliar weapons. This was getting weirder and weirder by the second. Karson wasn't quite sure of how he should be reacting to everything.

As it may have become clear to most of you, you have now all died. But… luckily you all, like I was in the past, have been chosen for reasons unknown to me by what I believe an international organizations who protects our world against the invasion of aliens.

Aliens..? This doesn't make any sense at all.

As Karson listened to the suited man's speech, he would have picked himself up off his feet. Those curious eyes of his would wander toward the side with the cases. Karson's icy hues would sweep them over briefly before he would turn his attention back to the male that had been speaking.

This may seem hard to believe, but if you want to take this second chance you have gotten, you should trust me. In a moment we will transport to somewhere in Tokyo, there we will fight the alien that is showed on this screen.

Karson would take a moment to lean over and catch sight of what was on the screen. He would stare toward it briefly before standing straight up again, his hand lifting to scratch at the side of his head.

We also receive highly advanced technology which I believe has been copied from alien technology to aid us in our mission. Your most important equipment will be the suit, it’s located in this suitcase, with a silly nickname of the person who it’s intended for.

Once agian those icy blue hues would settle upon the cases near by. He would watch as the 'informer' picked up one of the cases. But nearly as soon as he had the ball started to teleport Dave somewhere. Karson watched as he grabbed at one of the weapons before disappearing completely. His attention would drop back to the cases and he those eyes would begin to search the cases for whatever one might be his.

If that guy is telling the truth, I should probably grab one.. It's all the little crazy, but there is no way this is what I thought it was..

[piranah]

Nick looked at the newly arrived person as he saw how he materializes in the room. The visuals made Nick smile as if the very method confirms what he believes but no one else acknowledges it. Just then the black ball started to play a sound as text appeared on its surface before the sides opened. The whole experience made Nick excited.

“Ha! Ha! Ha! I knew it! Aliens exist, now it is up to us to kill them. Ha! Ha! Ha!” Nock shouts in excitement. “All those fools said I was crazy for giving my opinion and now who is the fool. Ha! Ha! Ha!”

Nick excitement made him slip as he fell near the sides of the ball. He accidentally hit some of the X-Gun in the rack as some of them started to fall, where one of the X-Gun slipped into the spaces between his arms. Nick quickly gets up as he saw Dave started to disappear slowly with the lasers. Nick realizes that the hunt is finally starting.

“The hunt is finally starting.” Nick said in excitement until he realizes he is still in his straightjacket. “Hey anyone! Get me out of this jacket! I want to get on with the action!”

[Tame]

"I don't feel dead," Marlowe thought as the man explained the situation. He looked with disgust at the picture of the creature in front of him. It looked like one of the less friendly monsters you found in video games. The ones Marlowe was thankful didn't exist in real life.

He was shocked at the disappearance of the man - how the hell did that happen? Maybe he had gone insane. Government conspiracies? Fighting aliens? Super technology? It sounded insane. Maybe this was a hallucination brought on by blood loss.

Marlowe was a man who knew how to prioritise though, and marking his students' homework by Monday morning wasn't at the top of his list. He took off his bag and dropped it a corner. Taking his headphones off his head and his Ipod from his pocket, he stuffed them inside the bag, along with his scarf. None of that would come in useful right now, regardless of whether the man was telling the truth.

He stood up again and walked over to the black ball. Inside were rows of objects that looked like guns from a sci-fi movie. He picked up one of the smaller ones and looked it over. It looked like a toy. It couldn't harm to take it though, so he slipped it into his coat pocket.

He looked up at the other men examining the so-called weapons. "What do you make of all this?" he asked.

[Virtuoso]

Kennedy listened as Dave explained the situation. They were all dead, something about aliens, suitcases, and some strange looking guns.

"Yeah......" Kennedy mused aloud. "I'm definitely on the wrong set." He was about to try another door when Dave simply....disappeared. Kennedy's eyes widened at the effect. It was the most realistic "teleportation" he'd ever seen, but it was still just a special effect.

Wasn't it?

That seemed like the only possible explanation. Then again, looking around, he realized that this was also unlike any set he'd ever been on: all four walls and a ceiling, with no visible cameras or boom mikes. No crew members to speak of, just the other actors.

They are actors aren't they?

"They must be," Kennedy mumbled. "This couldn't possibly be..."

...real?

He quickly pushed the thought out of his mind. There was a perfectly reasonable explanation for all of this. But he'd be damned if he didn't get one of the fancy props everyone else was making a grab for. Casually approaching the giant black ball, he hefted one of the larger guns -- an alien rifle of sorts. Glancing at the cases in the ball, Kennedy noticed one that said "Sleepy head." Assuming this to be his, he picked it up as well. He sat down against the near wall, and laid the gun across his legs. Opening the suitcase, he found a suit similar to the one Dave had been wearing.

Not really my type.

He closed the case once more, and looked up to see what everyone else was doing.

[Xaier]

Hey anyone! Get me out of this jacket! I want to get on with the action!

Karson's ears would pick up the request from the male in the straight jacket, and he would make a mental note to help him out of that deathtrap of a jacket. But those icy blue eyes, having scanned all the cases would have picked out the most likely nick-name for himself. At first he hadn't though it was his, but the death he had experienced certainly brought the nickname right back into his mind. His arm would reach out and his fingers would grasp the handle of the case with 'Homerun (lol)' etched into it.

Once he grabbed the case, the blue haired male would stand up and then move toward Nick. As he neared the kid, he would lift the case up underneath his arm and press it against his side as he moved around to Nick's backside and began to undo jacket for him.

"I have no idea why you're in one of these.. Well I do.. Kinda clear your a little unstable.. Just don't cause any problems for us, okay?"

Karson kinda felt bad for the dude, he couldn't just leave him all wrapped up like that. If this wasn't all some kind of sick joke being played on them, then Karson wasn't going to just let him stay in that straight jacket. It would be a death sentence for sure. Especially by the looks of the creature that had been shown on the black ball. After he had helped Nick out, the male would begin to wander down the hallway leading away from the ball room.

As the young male walked, he would pull the case up in front of him and open it, glancing inside to see a black suit identical to the one in which Dave had been wearing. Though the suit looked like it was more suited for someone his size. He wasn't about to get naked in front of everyone else.. That would have made him feel a little awkward. Instead he would have continued to walk down the hall until he reached the end, the only way to go was to the right.

Gotta be some place I can change in private..

Turning Karson would stare at the door at the end of the hallway, and then to the one on his right. Shrugging the blue haired male would curiously try to grip the handle and open the door, unsure of what he would find within. He was just trying to find a secluded place to change.

[piranah]

Nick still keeps struggling from the straightjacket as no one seems to care to set him free. Well who could blame them from their view Nick could very well be a crazy mental patient. Just as Nick almost gives up his useless struggle, he didn’t notice the man behind him taking one of the suitcases. The man somehow freed Nick from his straight jacket without him noticing. Nick only noticed this as soon as the man told him about him wearing a straightjacket would be a death sentence.

“Those fools lock me away after I learn about the truths about the government and the truth about aliens. They put me there to silence me.” Nick said as he gets out of the straightjacket and pick up the X-Gun stuck on his arms and a Y-Gun from the sides of the Black Ball. “And now here we are as proof that there are aliens. This here is genuine proof. Now who is the fool now! Ha! Ha! Ha!”

Nick started to laugh as he examines the two items he is holding. “These two are proof, they are real. Now those fools will regret putting me on that institution. Ha! Ha! Ha!”

[Shad²]

The transportation of Dave Maison caught the whole group off guard, before he could finish his explanations he was already disappearing!

"Hey! Fuck! What's happened to him, then?" Butcher asked to the room, clearly quite perplexed. "This is fuckin' mental..."

As his eyes set on the black ball again one of the X-guns caught his eye and so he picked one up, not caring much for the explanations about the suitcases. Then suddenly, his field of sight changed…

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Nick Craze, unlike most of the people in the room, seemed all too excited about his new situation.
“Ha! Ha! Ha! I knew it! Aliens exist, now it is up to us to kill them. Ha! Ha! Ha!” Nock shouts in excitement. “All those fools said I was crazy for giving my opinion and now who is the fool. Ha! Ha! Ha!”
He was overjoyed with the mission the black ball had presented them. In his excitement Nick accidently bumped into the rack of guns and knocked some of them over, coincidentally dropping an X-Gun and Y-Gun in between his bound arms.

“The hunt is finally starting.” Nick said in excitement as he saw Dave teleport away. He realized he was still in his straightjacket. “Hey anyone! Get me out of this jacket! I want to get on with the action!”

Karson fell backwards and caught himself with his hands as he stared at the black ball now revealing its racks of equipment. He seemed to be unable to comprehend the situation as he kept on listening to the explanations of Dave. As the man teleported to the outside without finishing Karson decided to inspect the racks of equipment and he began looking at the suitcases. As he grabbed the suitcase with the words ‘’homerun (lol)’’ on it he turned to Nick, who was shouting for help.

"I have no idea why you're in one of these.. Well I do.. Kinda clear you’re a little unstable..Just don't cause any problems for us, okay?" he said as he started to untie the man. But suddenly, both their sights of field changed.

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Marlowe was still disoriented as he listened to Dave’s explanation of their situation, however his disappearance didn’t make things better. He even contemplated the possibility of him hallucinating. After a moment he realized he needed to take action and as such did away with his unnecessary attributes like his bag, Ipod and headphones.He stood up and walked over to the black ball, inspecting the guns. He picked up an X-gun claiming it couldn’t hurt. As he turned around to address the men in the room his eyes weren’t viewing the room anymore…

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"Yeah......" Kennedy mused aloud. "I'm definitely on the wrong set." He was about to turn around as he saw Dave disappear in to thin air. The special effects amazed him, however he began to doubt if it was all a movie set. It seemed like the only possible explanation, even though it was a set unlike any other he had encountered before.

"They must be," Kennedy mumbled. "This couldn't possibly be..."

Kennedy pushed the thought of this all being real out of his mind. But still he wasn’t going to let one of those fancy props get away from under his nose. He picked up one of the Rifles and took the suitcase named ‘’Sleepy head’’. As he opened the case, he examined the suit for a bit and closed it again. Suddenly he realized he was no longer sit on the floorboard of the apartment…

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49:59

the clock's a tickin'

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It seemed the black ball saw fit to teleport everyone outside at approximately the same time…
Oliver Marlowe and David Kennedy found they were at some kind of airport. They could see each other standing at about 150 ft away. Also they could hear a creaking sound, as if metal was being bent. Also at about 150 ft distance, they could see a creature similar to the alien of the black ball apparently ‘’eating’’ an airplane. As they finished materializing it suddenly, as it turned around his abnormal amount of eyes and disgusting body were at the very least unappetizing. His long claws instead of hand seemed to be able to cut clean through steel. The moment it noticed the two it dashed at them at an considerable low speed. It seemed to be heading in kennedy’s direction more.

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Billy Butcher and Matthews ended up at what seemed the middle of an empty highway. On one side there was a huge parking lot and on the other side several apartments. They were about 170 ft separated from each other with no visible threat or alien to be found.

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Nick Craze and Karson Rendel found themselves between two buildings and also between two of the most monstrous creatures they had ever witnessed. Too make matters worse, Nick wasn’t entirely free quite yet. As both creatures hefted their claws two large explosions on the head of one of them caused blood and flesh to rain upon on the two men and the large creature fell down. As for the other one it was still charging, but before it could reach them a person in a black suit wielding a rifle in one hand and what seemed a suitcase in the other fell from the air on top of the alien causing it to fall flat on its face. Dave pulled two triggers of the Rifle which was aimed at its head and stepped off the alien walking toward Nick and Karson as the alien’s head exploded in yet another rain of blood and flesh.

‘’Put on your suits’’ Dave mentioned to the men as he threw the other suitcase in his hand towards Nick. ’’It’s obvious whose suit that one is.’’

Suddenly the aliens whose heads had exploded were standing upright again and were ready attack again.

[Dane]

Normally, Butcher would have been way more shocked than he was that he'd just teleported or something to the outside, however, all the crazy shit he'd seen so far, it just seemed natural.
"Bloody hell." Butcher moaned, scratching the back of his head. "Where the fuck're we now?" He turned to Matthews. "Alright, lad?"

[piranah]

Nick found himself in the outside with Karson where he can see two of the creature in the screen before. He is still in his straightjacket as he saw the two creature heading towards them. Normally one would be scared or terrified that they will be paralyzed but to Nick this is excitement.

“Look there they are… they are real.” Nick said as he put up a big smile. “They are in front of me.”

Just then the two creature suddenly blow up and fell down on the ground as Dave appear holding some rifle. Dave then throws a suitcase in front of Nick where he told him to wear it. Just in time Nick got free from his straightjacket as he removes it and checked the suitcase.

“I see… I see this is some kind of special suit… a power suit? No it’s a suit for those chosen one.” Nick said as he smiled and his face filled with excitement. He then gets undress out of his crazy cloths and starts to put on the suit. After putting on the suit he saw the X-Gun and Y-Gun on the ground near his straightjacket and pick it up. Nick then aim and shoots both of the guns at the incoming creature.

[Virtuoso]

Kennedy stood up from where he'd been sitting on the ground, and he did so shakily. He took stock of the things that had happened to him over the course of the last few minutes.

One. Waking up in a strange room with strange people and a strange black ball: it honestly wasn't the strangest thing that had ever happened to him.

Two. A set with no visible equipment and a man disappearing before his eyes: easily explained by hidden cameras and holograms.

Three. Finding himself on a runway in the blink of an eye, separated by one of the strangers by more than a hundred feet: . . . well, shit.

Kennedy was starting to doubt both the fiction he'd assumed this all to be and his own sanity. Before he could hail the man from the room whom he could see about 50 yards away, Kennedy heard a terrible, grinding noise, as of metal being warped. It was hard to miss the source of the sound, a monstrosity the likes of which Kennedy had never before seen. Just as he was thinking that he'd really rather not get any closer to the beast, it started running straight for him.

And Kennedy ran in the opposite direction.

Seeing a highway a short distance to the west, Kennedy headed for it, hoping to maybe find someone willing to give him a ride out of hell.

[Tame]

'What the fuck?' Marlowe was outside now, on the runway of an airport. He looked down to see his body materialise in the same way the other man had disappeared. It was a little weird, to say the least.

He glanced around. In one direction he could see another of the guys from the room. Before he could hurry over to him, though, his attention was grabbed by the noise of crunching metal. He looked over to see in the flesh the alien the ball had depicted.

'Oh shit...'

It was eating a plane. And it was disgusting. Marlowe's stomach turned. His trembling hand found the gun in his pocket and he pulled it out. Hopefully it was more effective than it looked.

Then the alien turned towards them. It began running at a gratifyingly low speed towards the other man. Panic hit Marlowe. Sure the alien wasn't heading for him (thank fuck), but it meant there was no time to sneak away or make some other plan. His legs began shaking and his mind went blank with fear. He glanced at the other man, who turned and ran away from the alien. At the sight of positive action, Marlowe was snapped back into the moment. It reminded him that standing still would only get him killed.

Turning to the south he saw a small alleyway a few hundred feet away. He threw his heavy coat from him and began running toward it like the devil was at his heels. He hoped to hell that the alien would carry on after the other man.

[Xaier]

Karson's eyes had widened a bit when he saw his surroundings change shortly after attemping to get Nick out of straight jacket. The creatures nearby were something straight out of a horror videogame of some kind. Karson hadn't been so sure that this was all real, but now he couldn't find himself doubting it. They seemed real enough, and they also seemed damn near determined to kill the two men here in the alley. But then he saw it, the creature's 'face' would bloat and then explode, blood from it's 'head' splattering all over Karson. He turned just in time to see another charging, only to watch as the black suited man from the room dropped from above and exploded his head in the same fashion as the other.

Put on your suits

Karson wasn't about to stand there like an idiot and ask questions. The time for questions were done, at least at this moment. Who knew if there were more of those things around. Karson would drop the case to the ground and open it immediately, those eyes scanning the black suit inside. It wasn't exactly his thing.. but he would have to suffer. He'd strip down as quick as he could, and then begin to pull his suit on.

He had only managed to get it on just in time to see the creatures that he had thought were dead, rise. Karson wasn't sure what the hell he was suppose to do, instead he only called out to make sure that Dave knew the one behind him had gotten back to it's feet, Karson's right hand gripping at the mysterious controller he had found in his case, as he called out. The sound of shots fired behind him from what he could only guess was Nick's weapons.

"IT'S BACK ON IT'S FEET! LOOK OUT!"

[Shad²]

Butcher and Matthews seemed to be alone on the highway still.

"Bloody hell." Butcher moaned, scratching the back of his head. "Where the fuck're we now?" He turned to Matthews. "Alright, lad?"

Suddenly Butcher could see car lights behind Matthews coming in fast. If Matthews wouldn’t move he’d soon be splattered to pieces. But he seemed to be oblivious to the danger of dozens of speeding cars approaching him, or he was unable to move.

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Karson and Nick did not hesitate to put on their suits as they realized the dangerous situation they found themselves in. Nick on the other hand seemed more excited to be here than anything else.

“I see… I see this is some kind of special suit… a power suit? No it’s a suit for those chosen one.” Nick said as he smiled and his face filled with excitement

Karson also did not hesitate to put on his suit. He realized this was no time for asking questions. But before they could get used to their new attire behind Dave the monster rose up behind him, without a head. His claws slashing down to Dave.

"IT'S BACK ON IT'S FEET! LOOK OUT!" Karson shouted.

Had it not been for Karson’s warning the monster might have slashed through Dave. He turned around just in time to deflect it with his X-Rifle. However his weapon flew away in the process. He managed to stop the second attack with his bare hands and broke its claw off after a struggling a few seconds. Suddenly the other monster also rose up.

‘’Activate the suits by pressing the two button around your neck!’’ Dave shouted out.

Suddenly the alien dashed at Dave trying to bite him with what was left of his teeth.

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Kennedy stood up shakingly from his spot. As he was contemplating his situation he noticed Marlowe who also looking in his direction. Suddenly both took note of an awful grinding noise, which was one of the aliens eating an airplane. The alien also took notice of them and started dashing at Kennedy. Kennedy responded with doing the same thing, but towards the opposite direction. Marlowe was frozen from fear when Kennedy ran past him, he realized he needed to run for his life! Marlowe dashed to a nearby alley to try and ambush the alien.

The alien seemed to be falling behind as the two men ran for their lives. Rather than being just slow, it did not seem to be in a hurry. They couldn’t get over the fences anyway!

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45:29

run faster stupid (lol)

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[Dane]

Butcher considered for a moment saving the guy. But, as far as he could tell, he had no brains. So, Butcher stepped away to the side of the highway so as to avoid the splatter getting his coat messy.

[Xaier]

Those azure hues watched as Dave managed to turn just in time to deflect the creature's attack. In the process though the 'oldbie' seemed to loose his grip on the X-rifle he had blocked with. Karson's reactions were quick, his arms would reach out swiftly to snatch the rifle out of the air before it would hit the ground.

The blue haired male would quickly turn back just in time to see Dave break off one of the creature's claws. His eyes would widen briefly at the sight of him do that. This guy was strong! Karson liked to think he was pretty strong himself, but he had nothing on this dude.

Activate the suits by pressing the two button around your neck!

The suits? Karson had noticed the weird looking things on the suits, but it hadn't occurred to him that they were buttons. His mind would wander briefly toward Dave ripping the creatures claw off. It was the suit that did it! Holding the X-rifle in his right hand, his left would lift to press the buttons on the neck of his suit. After he had finished, he would drop his hand quickly to the x-rifle and then begin to approach Dave and the creature he was fighting.

Karson planned to approach the creature from the side with it's injured claw, and hope Dave was distracting enough so that the blue haired male could get an attack in. As he rushed forward his mind would unfold an attack plan.

Karson would wait until he was in range and then jump into the air a bit, his upper-body dropping backwards as his legs lifted so the male could attempt to drop kick the creature's side and knock him away from Dave. And if that went as he planned, he'd fire the x-rifle off as he dropped to the ground, in hopes that he could sever the legs or something like that.

Truth be told, he was a little scared. He had never been in such a strange situation before, but it was clear these things weren't other humans. It was certainly a monster of some kind. But he wasn't going to let his fear hold him back, he never had before. He wanted to help these people, even though he didn't know them, it didn't mean he could sit by and let them die.