Date: FEB-14, 2002/1:33 AM HAVN Facility-The Lowest Level: Above the Ground Floor; Tunnel A-9 The group made their way through the tunnel, without any issue. Uncle was still leading the group, his years in service and his training helping him stay calm, and be ahead of the whole situation. Honestly if not for him becoming homeless, he'd probably be in a better place, he sighed as he shuke those useless thoughts out his mind, and focused on the here and now.
Muse and Lills being the closest to the old, veteran retiree, Husk and K staying a few steps away from the others, they stayed on course. All the while Pig, 2X, and Brick kept carrying the poor, unconscious Grinder, they were trying to find any signs of a guard station, or something of the like so they can get Grinder the help he needs. But all they saw was dimly illuminated, long tunnel and the tracks.
But as they were starting to get worn and tired, they heard some echoing voices coming from further in the tunnel. Because of the distance, the voices were unrecognizable or clear. They stopped and Uncle he called to the other over to him, Muse, Lills, and the rest. Pig told the others with him, to speed up their pace and still be careful not to aggravate Grinder's state, nodding to the ex-cop they rushed toward Uncle and the other, with precaution.
In a few steps they were all together, and started to discuss what to do next, now that they found signs of others in their location. Muse inputted that they still needed to help Grinder, and now that the danger has...lessened...the adrenaline that they had was gone, and now fatigue was settling in on them. There was no argument with what the girl said, but there is still a risk. Aside from the occasional sadistic, and cruel guard that enjoyed tormenting one of them, even among the Peons, there those that are dangerous. So while it was fortunate, that they may have found someone, especially with whatever happened above, cause as 2X put it, "Such a accident with the Shuttle. There should be guards, rushing in to investigate and detain us." but no such thing happened, which was worrisome as well.
After a bit more discussion, they've decided to keep going and investigate whoever made those sounds before. But before they went further in, K said, "Mira.(Look.)Yo you called Brick right?" Brick nodded as K continued, "Este tipo,(This guy)can go on ahead. He has better luck dealing with whatever mierda,(shit)is waiting for us. Plus I trust him over un Viejo o un maldito policia! (an Old guy or a damn pig!)" Uncle and Pig wanted to argue with the Latina con, but Lills agreed and supported K's planned. Brick was the biggest and strongest among them, and they'll be right behind him should anything happen. And to everyone aside the two mentioned women, Brick also agreed with their plan and was all for it.
Seeing as there wasn't any oppositions or better plan, they decided to follow K's idea. So Uncle switched places with Brick in carrying Grinder, while the big man himself went on slightly ahead of the others. Brick made his way through the barely lit tunnel, with high alert and as quiet as he can possibly be.
After a while, Brick started to hear echoes again only a bit less distorted, but still no clear enough to make out what the voice was saying. This meant he was getting closer, but that wasn't the only thing. Brick then managed to reach a distance that he could start hearing more than one voice echoing back at him. He stopped walking forward, and waited for the others to catch up to him, so he can tell them that whoever their about to meet was not alone.
Date: FEB-14, 2002/1:39 AM HAVN Facility-The Lowest Level: The Stairway Access/Exit Rampage as climbed to the upper floor, his foot stomping onto the final step to floor above the ground level. Breathing heavily, as he tightened the grip on his macabre weapon, Rampage asked the "others" in a hectic and crazed voice, "Where, where are the piggies? Simon? Marcus? Where piggies? Mr. Meatzapper is eager to meet them." Then another more sane, and pleading sounding voice came from this individual, "Please. Please! Kaine, stop this! Don't hurt anyone anymore!" again a new voice, one sounding angry and aggressive responded to the other's pleading, "Shut up, Simon! Don't ruin my and Kaine's fun. Go Kaine, the piggies are around here, waiting for the slaughter." laughing in twisted pleasure, at what this voice just said. Once Rampage took over again, he smashed his fist onto the side of his head, in a desperate attempt to shut up the other voices.
Hitting his head with great force, until he made the voices stop arguing and quiet down a bit. So he spoke, telling that to "shut up" and "he is Rampage, not Kaine" as he smashes his electrified axe onto the ground, over and over. Causing sparks to fly and surge out the axe, with every strike illuminating the spot that Rampage was standing in.
After he...they calmed down, Rampage started walking further into the semi-bottom floor. All to search for more "piggies" to chop and electrocute. Still grumbling and occasionally arguing with his otherselves...
Date: FEB-14, 2002/1:42 AM HAVN Facility-The Lowest Level: Tunnel A-9 Once everyone was together, Brick has just told his companions that whoever is at the end of the tunnel, he or she was not alone. Brick looked at his companions, and told them, "Look were aren't gonna get anywhere, if we stand around doing nothing. I've already agreed to go on ahead, I just wanted you guys to be warned on what's ahead. Ya'll better be ready, cause there is no turning back once I go on." They wished Brick good luck, as the big man went on ahead. With every step that Brick took, the clearer the echoes were sounding, steadying his breathing and assuring that he's quiet, he went on.
Eventually after sometime, he saw a light at the end of the tunnel, in a literal sence. Slowing down his space, he snuck up towards the light-source. By good stroke of luck, as he enter the more illuminated area, Brick, he spotted a large chunk of debrie, big enough to hide himself behind, so he headed sneakily over to said spot. Making sure not to be spotted he looked over the chuck of the roof that he was hidden behind, and saw...
He saw that this area still had power, and was better lit-up, a lot of debrie and clear signs of damage allover the place, and a group of subjects like him. He was this judging by the laurel colored uniform, like his own. But then he heard another, with a voice of authority, so he looked over to the source of voice, and he saw what appears to be somekind of station with a wide-open, security door. In front of said doorway, was a guard...a security guard, that always watched him and the other subjects in the Commute-area.
Brick didn't recognize the guard so he couldn't say if that guard is one of the asshole, or one of the few good people among those guards. Counting around a dozen people, too many for him to try anything, and even if he didn't see any guns on the guard, he couldn't rule out that the guard wasn't armed. It was too risky for him, if they were less people, Brick, he might have risk it and tried to take out some of them. But it was too dangerous for him, and he needed to warn the others, so he snuck back into the tunnel to tell the others.
Date: FEB-14, 2002/1:58 AM HAVN Facility-The Lowest Level: Guard Station A-9 With Brick going back to the others, these unknown peons and guard were securing everything. They survived another incident that happened a hour ago, the guard found these Subjects that were supposed to be returning to the Commute-area in the upper levels, but instead they barely survived a accident and now their here. He was using them to access the guard station's storage of weapons, and medical supplies, also find any radio to call for some backup from above.
As the guard's radio broke from a chunk of debrie crushing it. Unarmed and without any way of opening the stations, storage areas, and rec-rooms for guards, so he needed to use these Subjects to save his own skin. Regardless that was the situation that everyone here is in right now...meanwhile a dangerous "individual" was getting closer to the piggies.
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ALPHA_EVE MARKING CANDIDATES ROUND 2: EVE CANDIDATE 7
Name: Lenore Hankerson. Identity: Ran Gorhoof. Alias: The Bull, the Unstable, the Disgrace of the Hankerson Family, the Raging Lunatic of Hankerson Farm. Profession: Farmer, Cowgirl, Serial Killer. Weapon-Big Axe with a chain attached. Appearance-Punky light skinned all-American cowgirl, with brown spiky hair, hazel colored eyes, has a large bust and great figure, along with defined muscles but still very feminine, a horizontal scar at the bridge of her nose, gold-thick short hoops ear-piercings, she once wore a very country styled clothes starting with a large brown cowboy hat, very short leather top with some light tanned, long-sleeve open jacket with some dangling strands under the sleeves, thick dark brown belt with a large belt buckle, dark blue jeans and large dirty boots. Background: Lenore Hankerson, a proud country girl, born and rised in the Hankerson Farm in Houston, Texas. Since her great, great, great grandpappy the farm has been run and care for by her family, every generation of Hankerson has proudly worked on these lands, farming many things and being prosperous for some generations. Lenore was the oldest born, in her generation her Pa, died a while ago so her grandpappy had to takeover the farm again, and since her Pa's death she has worked on the farm, all throughout her childhood and now. Lenore hopes that once she was ready, she could inherited the farm and keep it running like many of her kin has done before her, but many things have help mold a anger and stubborness that has cause a lot of anguish for her. When she was a pre-teen, when some brat harmed her baby sister, she crushed the kid, beating him with a rock, it was thanks to her uncle, taking the heat for her and ending up, going to prison for her. That and more has happened to her, all those events were buiding up, and fueling the beast that Lenore desperately tried to leash and lock away, deep within herself, but eventually it would break out it's cage, time and time again. Another time, while tending to the animals, some hoodlums came to the farm and started causing mayhem allover her home, Lenore was always incredibly strong and easily angered, her family jokingly compared her to a mad bull on the loose...but to her, she felt the joking might be more true than they think. When these punks, set the barn on fire, Lenore swore that she saw red...then everything went blank, and she was standing over broken bodies, covered in blood, overcome with fear and worry what might happen to her or family or even the farm, should she been sent to prison soo she used the "artistic" axe that her uncle forged a long time ago and chopped the bodies and buried them around the farm. Once she became a young adult, having taking charge of the farm, after her grandpappy grew sick, and her family needed her to take the role of provider and protector has exposed her to the cruel sise of business, as she hopes the animal has finally be calmed but that pressure physical, mental, and emotional has made the bull madder than ever. Having been split with taking care of her family, along with her farm, and bills pulling up as well, were taking a toll on her psyche, that she would latch out in fury at things, this resulted in the murders of workers and other punks that caused trouble to her and her home, among the bodies were some bank-workers as well. But eventually the police, found some partial evidence that all the missing people, have a common denominator was the Hankerson Family Farm. While working on the field, the police came and searched the farm and found the remains of bodies, bones, blood stains, a bloody axe, and even the graves, she was arrested and was given the name "Raging Lunatic of Hankerson Farm", a disgrace and abandoned by those she desperately tried to protect have broken her, and the bull was no longer kept locked away, in prison any that mess with the bull gained her wrath and brutality, landing her in solitary for life...
Ran's famous quotes-1."Well partner. You buckled and fought. But this old gal, still tore you down."
2."Run. Run. Run. Makes it fun, when I catch you, you little cowshit."
3."Mess with the bull...get this axe, on you."
Dr. Lunara Personal Notes#55: Lenore Hankerson. A clear diagnosed subject of extreme anger and impulse control. Suffering such levels of extreme blind rage, that the nickname that many, including her family members gave her, I can see her as a Bull as well. From the reports I've read, when Miss Hankerson, was arrested and later sent into isolation from all inmate population for nearly killing a dozen plus inmates with violent beatings, I was intrigued. Such a soul suffering from something she fought to control, but in the end, consumed her, I see great potential in Lenore in NEMESIS Project, for now she is secure and I'll later collect her, along with other candidates for a future Marking Experiment. This is Dr. Annabeth Lunara signing off...