บท 638: Macabre situation
Macka nods, "Do you like them? They are my personal creations... They may appear unseemly but have function to spare." he explains while gesturing at one of the creatures, causing to slowly crawl towards him.
"Yeah, I saw their 'functions' before coming here..." he mutters while watching Macka pat the head of the creature, as if it were a dog.
"Don't look at me like that. We have the same goals after all! The only reason I wanted you captured was to exchange research... I heard it from Miss Usanagi, your near-death experience that advanced you from a simple human into... This." he gestures towards Afton, as if displaying a priceless treasure.
Afton shakes his head, "I don't know what you're talking about... But I doubt Usanagi would give away that information willingly." he states with a glare.
"Oh? You are worried about someone who'd betray your confidence?" he asks.
"Honestly? I don't really care, and the likelihood that you tortured it outta her makes you responsible for the information getting out anyway... What are you trying to achieve here? Because to me, it looks like you've trapped yourself with no escape." he threatens.
"Wha am I trying to achieve? Afton! You should be more aware of it than anyone else! I want to push our kind into the forefront of the world's stage. Put us on top where we belong! Not following those cowards and racists." Macka spits.
"Our kind?" Afton questions, not quite sure what the man's referring to... Did he think Afton was a Psyker? Because that wasn't true at all, especially considering his status didn't state it so like Scorpion-Man and Shani.
"The next level of human evolution... Psykers! I know you've stepped into our realm somehow, and I can only speculate that rigorous experimentation was required, especially after finding nothing extraordinary with your father."
Afton scowls at the mention of his dad, "If you're trying to get into my good graces, mentioning my father, the man who you tortured into insanity and mutilated with your experiments, isn't going to work." he growls, wondering if he should just crush the man's skull and be done with it. The only thing that stopped him was the potential knowledge the man, and his abilities as a Psyker held... On that subject, he should probably see what power the man possesses before making any hostile actions... Better safe than sorry.
[Macka Bree]
Health : 100%
Stamina : 100%
DT : 15
Strength : 12
Perception : 7
Endurance : 15
Charisma : 3
Intelligence : 8
Agility : 12
Luck : 1
Ailments :
[Psyker] : Grants Supernatural abilities at the expense of the user's Luck.
[Organikinesis] : Grants the ability to alter, manipulate, and bend organic matter as the user wishes.
Huh, that's an overpowered ability if he ever saw one... Plus those stats! Multiple of his statistics had reached Superhuman level, not to mention how durable he is! Hmm, still, Afton was sure he'd be able to put him down, Scorpion-Man wasn't all that hard to deal with either...
Macka sighs, "Ignore that primitive ape... Or, former-ape, should I say? His current form is quite majestic if I do say so myself... Which I do... Because I made him..."
Afton shakes his head with a scowl, "You didn't make him, if anything, you just stole my cells and implanted them into him because you are inept as a scientist, despite your ability to manipulate organic matter!" he challenges, feeling justified in revealing that he knew about the man's ability.
Macka's eyes widen momentarily, and the snarl he was going to give in response to Afton's insult was quickly lost as his grin grew, "So you figured it out? How? Is that one of your abilities? You know, other than that weird arm of yours...?"
Afton shrugs, "Intuition you could say... Now, I think we're done talking... As far as I can see, you have two options... The easy way, or the fun way." he states with a bloodthirsty grin.
Macka gives an exaggerated pondering pose before giving an answer, "Hmm, I pick... My way!" he laughs while thrusting his hand towards Afton, causing him to raise his plant arm in preparation to defend against an attack...
Except... Nothing came... Even his danger sense remained inactive... "Was that a joke? Or are you just normally retarded?" Afton mutters.
Macka shakes his head, "It was my attack... Maybe you shouldn't be forgetting about my pets." he states.
Afton looks back at the door which he was still blocking with his shield and realises with slightly worry that the creatures were now absent... His eyes flitter to the air vents of the room where the sounds of the creature's clattering movements could be heard. "Yeah, very funny..." Afton mutters, pulling out his revolver and firing at Macka's knee cap.
*Bang!*
Macka abruptly drops to the floor with a yelp, but the screams Afton had been expecting from the usually painful wound were noticeably absent. Ignoring the louder commotion from the vents, he focuses on Macka and spots his crippled knee healing at a visible rate...
The healing only took a couple seconds, and once done Macka was up again and laughing at his expense. "Hahaha! You can't kill me! Compared to the rest of those primitives, I am a god!" he exclaims just as the other creatures come flooding out of the vents.
Afton growls and empties his revolver into Macka's knees and elbows, hoping to cripple him so he can quickly take care of his creatures.
He holsters his revolver and swaps his Chainsword to his left hand so he can use his plant arm to full effect... His arm fluctuates in a rather disturbing manner as he forms a familiar blade... One that looks incredibly similar to Alex Mercer's blade arm in Prototype.
And with that, he starts swinging and blood starts flying.
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บท 639: Blob Marker
Afton bisects the first creature that throws itself at his face with a flurry of random claws, his Chainsword cuts it straight down the middle and causes blood to splatter everywhere. He flicks his plant blade at the next enemy, cutting its arm off as it flies past him, trying to tear him apart.
Their skin isn't tough enough to block his attacks, but he could feel some resistance there, meaning any regular knives or blades would have trouble actually wounding them. Fortunately, Afton didn't have such a problem.
*Cut! Slash! Stab!*
Despite only a few seconds passing, he'd already butchered ten to twenty of them, their corpses writhing at his feet while the others continue to swarm him. He thrusts his plant blade forwards and allowing it to stretch forwards at the peak of the stab, like a spring it extends, piercing many of the creatures through their torso's, arms and legs.
Some drop dead from the attack, but the wounded continues to try and attack him, as if they had no self-preservation whatsoever. He steps forwards to end them but squints as he hears a squelch and feels something tugging on his foot...
Looking down, he spots the bodies of the creatures he'd just killed slowly... Healing? No. Not healing, combining. The decimated bodies and limbs at his feet had started melding into one another, enough so that now he was literally standing on the skin of the combined creature... Many small eyes similar to their normal forms appear on the tarp-like skin and stare at him...
He stabs the eyes and leaps off of the skin in disgust, allowing the creature to slowly get up as its body absorbs more corpses into itself. "What is this? Fucking DeadSpace?!" he exclaims while looking over at Macka, "What did you do!?" he shouts, wondering if he had a 'Blob' scenario on his hands.
Macka just laughs, "Did you think I'd only make creatures barely stronger than regular humans? No! My creations are immortal! They are the perfect soldiers, and with them, I'll-*BANG!*"
Macka gapes as a bullet blows a hole through his skull, his body keeps standing for a couple moments before finally giving out and falling over.
"Too bad you aren't so lucky!" Afton quips before holstering his revolver and reconstitutes his plant arm back into a blade, so he can try and kill these supposedly 'immortal' creatures.
He turns back to the creature that'd finally stood up... It was huge to say the least, bloated and bulbous, standing around 12ft, though, it could barely stand upright in the underground room. Its grey skin was thicker than that of the others, and hundreds of eyes could be seen decorating its form. Not only did it have hundreds of eyes... But mouths were appearing and disappearing all over its body, as if their placements weren't concrete.
Its arms were like tree trunks with machetes replacing its nails, and Afton wasn't sure if his armour would be able to withstand a direct hit from it... Backing up slightly, he uses [Living Anatomy] to see if it had any weaknesses and to see how strong it actually is.
[Test Subject XXXXXXL]
Health : ??%
Stamina : ??%
DT : 35
Strength : 15
Perception : 3
Endurance : 20
Charisma : 1
Intelligence : 1
Agility : 4
Luck : 1
Ailments :
[Flesh Heap] : Is able to assimilate and absorb flesh compatible with itself, this results in increased size, Strength, Endurance, and lowered Agility.
[Mindlessness] : The mind has been broken, fractured, splintered, and cracked, resulting in an utterly mindless being without the ability to think for itself. Creatures afflicted by this will usually only act on instinct, or other external factors.
Huh, so a lot stronger than Macka and slightly stronger than Afton... Still, that isn't the thing he'd most worried about... That would be the corpses it hadn't yet absorbed... If it took anymore Afton didn't know if he could actually deal with it... Aside from simply nuking the thing outta existence with an orbital strike.
The creature lumbers forwards towards him with its large claw outstretched... Afton continues to slowly back away towards the door, trying to find the creature's weak point if it had one... Shouldn't bosses have, like, a giant glowing weak spot or something!?
As far as he was concerned, the only way this thing could die was incineration... If it functioned like a Necromorph then shit could get bad really quickly... What if someone accidentally ate part of its flesh? Would they get assimilated? Scratch that, could it just straight up assimilate Afton?
"Fuck." he mutters as he backs into the hallway again as the creature follows... It was too big for the door but-*SCRRReeeeeeeeeeee!*
Seems like it didn't much care about conserving property. As it found the door too small, it manually widened it but literally bending the metal away...
Afton continues to slowly back away down the hallway while firing some of his weapons at it... Bullets? useless. Plasma? useless. Sonic Emitter? Still useless!
Even cutting off its arm with his Chainsword did nothing but slow it down. He'd used his last weapon when he heard people approaching from further up the hallway. Judging by the weight of their steps, it was the Supermutants.
He turns just as Marcus appears with a squadron of Supermutants at his back, all of them pointing weapons at the blob-thing.
"Marcus! We can't kill this thing, get back!" he shouts, trying to prevent it from getting larger.
Marcus crooks a brow at him and is about to order his men when one charges ahead with a Proton Axe, literally jumping at the creature as he swings his blade.
The blade leaves a long scorched cut in the creature's flesh, but the Supermutant crashes directly into its building stomach. Everyone is silent as the creature begins to move... No one fires for fear of hitting their compatriot, but no one attempts to assist in melee combat either for obvious reasons.
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