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taxonomites2009-10-02 12:08 am
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[Visual] Four out of five of the experts agree, she's a danger to herself and society
It's the middle of the night and Cassie, restless as hell, finds herself on the 'Orbis' line of the Taxonlink. The one that circles the entire city. She's ridden it twice, now. A somewhat slow circle that lets her just watch the area outside pass her by. At least what that's what she thinks it's called. The little tram system has the words 'Taxonlink' across the side of the cars, so that's what Cassie's gonna call it. After getting her little ticket from the guy, she moved to the back of the car, noting that must always be a handful of the Extras riding the tram, because she's never seen one pass by that was empty. Cassie leaned back against the wall, a heavy sigh escaping her as she watched out the window. Cassie seemed to sleep less and less these days. Her regular nightmares were bad enough, but the added fucked up-ness from a week before really jarred the slasher slayer.
Cassie let the constant rumble of the tram relax her and she sat there for a few moments with her eyes closed. Totally not asleep. Her eyes flashed open a moment later and she straightened in her seat, feeling a little lightheaded. She felt someone nearby and glanced up, seeing the conductor Extra standing over her.
"Miss, this is your stop. It is time for you to leave, now," the Extra said, no inflection in his voice. Was he waiting for her to notice him before he spoke? Fuck only knows with those goddamn Extras. Cassie rolled her eyes, looking away from him. She'd noticed that if you didn't pay any attention to them, they'd just fade into the background. After a few moments, she looked back over, arching an eyebrow at the Extra.
"Miss, this is your stop. It is time for you to leave, now."
Cassie heaved a sigh, her shoulders rising and falling and she climbed to her feet, starting towards the door. She stopped, feeling her stomach lurch. "Fuck," Cassie muttered, reaching out and bracing her hand against the doorframe of the tram. Another wave of the excruciating pain passed through her, originating at her stomach and spreading outward. Everything hurt. Her fucking eyelashes hurt. Hunched over, Cassie's skin turned ashen, with a tinge of purple. Her fingernails grew several inches, accompanied by the sickening sound of them extending further, with razor sharp tips. When she straightened, opening her eyes, she glanced down, not noticing that there was an eerie greenish-yellow glow emitting from her abdomen. Her eyes matched the glow and she turned slowly to face the conductor, a sadistic, insane smile crossing her face.
When he comprehended he was being noticed, he started again: "Miss, this is y--"
Before he could finish, Cassie's hand had lifted and gripped the front of his neck, the talon-like nails digging into the flesh, tearing jagged holes. The next sounds out of the Extra's mouth was a weak gurgle. Crimson oozed from the wounds and her grin widened, darkened, as if urged on by the sight of the fluid. "No. It's time for you to leave."
Cassie jerked her hand back and down, tearing a chunk of his throat out, blood spraying out at her, hitting her square in the chest. With her free hand, she tore his head off, throwing it towards the front of the car, as his body slumped to the floor. And Cassie cackled all the while, "Ehehehehe." Believing this to be some kind of game.
The extras began to react when she turned towards them and as the car started moving again, she pounced, arterial spray arcing through the air, splashing against Cassie and against the windows of the car.
By the time the Orbis tram stopped next, the car was empty of Cassie, but full of the corpses of the Extras that had been in the tram with her. Many were men, with a smattering of women. Large slashes tearing gaps in their flesh, fake person intestines spilling out, possibly played with in a 'wrapped your small intestine around your throat and squeezed the life out of you' way.
{{OOC: SLASHER!CASSIE GLITCH IS A GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO}}
{{ooc2: electric boogaloo - Cassie tore off her tablet and left it in the tram, hence the dead bodies visual. She's out and about so in the subject, have where your peoples are. :D Thank you!}}
Cassie let the constant rumble of the tram relax her and she sat there for a few moments with her eyes closed. Totally not asleep. Her eyes flashed open a moment later and she straightened in her seat, feeling a little lightheaded. She felt someone nearby and glanced up, seeing the conductor Extra standing over her.
"Miss, this is your stop. It is time for you to leave, now," the Extra said, no inflection in his voice. Was he waiting for her to notice him before he spoke? Fuck only knows with those goddamn Extras. Cassie rolled her eyes, looking away from him. She'd noticed that if you didn't pay any attention to them, they'd just fade into the background. After a few moments, she looked back over, arching an eyebrow at the Extra.
"Miss, this is your stop. It is time for you to leave, now."
Cassie heaved a sigh, her shoulders rising and falling and she climbed to her feet, starting towards the door. She stopped, feeling her stomach lurch. "Fuck," Cassie muttered, reaching out and bracing her hand against the doorframe of the tram. Another wave of the excruciating pain passed through her, originating at her stomach and spreading outward. Everything hurt. Her fucking eyelashes hurt. Hunched over, Cassie's skin turned ashen, with a tinge of purple. Her fingernails grew several inches, accompanied by the sickening sound of them extending further, with razor sharp tips. When she straightened, opening her eyes, she glanced down, not noticing that there was an eerie greenish-yellow glow emitting from her abdomen. Her eyes matched the glow and she turned slowly to face the conductor, a sadistic, insane smile crossing her face.
When he comprehended he was being noticed, he started again: "Miss, this is y--"
Before he could finish, Cassie's hand had lifted and gripped the front of his neck, the talon-like nails digging into the flesh, tearing jagged holes. The next sounds out of the Extra's mouth was a weak gurgle. Crimson oozed from the wounds and her grin widened, darkened, as if urged on by the sight of the fluid. "No. It's time for you to leave."
Cassie jerked her hand back and down, tearing a chunk of his throat out, blood spraying out at her, hitting her square in the chest. With her free hand, she tore his head off, throwing it towards the front of the car, as his body slumped to the floor. And Cassie cackled all the while, "Ehehehehe." Believing this to be some kind of game.
The extras began to react when she turned towards them and as the car started moving again, she pounced, arterial spray arcing through the air, splashing against Cassie and against the windows of the car.
By the time the Orbis tram stopped next, the car was empty of Cassie, but full of the corpses of the Extras that had been in the tram with her. Many were men, with a smattering of women. Large slashes tearing gaps in their flesh, fake person intestines spilling out, possibly played with in a 'wrapped your small intestine around your throat and squeezed the life out of you' way.
{{OOC: SLASHER!CASSIE GLITCH IS A GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO}}
{{ooc2: electric boogaloo - Cassie tore off her tablet and left it in the tram, hence the dead bodies visual. She's out and about so in the subject, have where your peoples are. :D Thank you!}}