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Romeo ([personal profile] myblueskies) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2012-05-17 06:42 pm

Forward dated to the 20th

Characters: Romeo and Spidermom
Setting: Floor twenty six, on the 20th May
Format: starting prose but will switch if you want
Summary: Romeo runs into spidermom in the morgue
Warnings: Small child gets eaten by giant spider

Romeo was curious about this floor. Why had a graveyard in a place where no one could die? Graveyards didn't scare him, even ones like this with big tombs. Because it was just a place bodies went when their souls went to heaven.

He didn't enter any of the tombs, because that would be disrespectful, but he wondered if there were any bodies in there. Maybe he should get some flowers from the meadow for the graves, they looked so sad... Romeo wandered lost in thought.
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[personal profile] fabricates 2012-05-17 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
It's no surprise that the spider has come to root through the morgue. But it's nothing she's looking for. She likes her prey fresh, and preferrably alive. What luck that she catches just such a scent and moves to investigate. Due to size, there's no real way for her not to make sound or vibrate the floor as she moves towards Romeo, nor is it easy for her to hide. And very soon there is a long shadow falling over his form as she looks down at him. Small, but it'll do for a quick snack.
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[personal profile] fabricates 2012-05-17 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
The knife nicks a leg, but she hardly notices the bead of cerulean that bubbles up from the small gash. It's not enough to slow her down or deter her from her meal. She sweeps out with the injured leg in an attempt to trip him, and if that's successful, her other leg would lift and shoot downward in an attempt to spear him.
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[personal profile] fabricates 2012-05-18 04:24 pm (UTC)(link)
She takes another cut to a front leg, and withdraws for a moment to regroup. But then she's darting forward again and stabbing forward with both from legs, either to spear him or trap him between them. Either way he would be as good as dead in her grasp.
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[personal profile] fabricates 2012-05-18 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Her pedipalps reach out to grab him and one takes a hit from the knife but it doesn't deter her as drags him closer to her mouth. Her fangs are extended upward for second before they descend on him. If he isn't able to escape her grip, she's got a non-lethal dosage of poison that's ready to sink into him.
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[personal profile] fabricates 2012-05-23 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Her fangs sank into flesh, but with his body so small and hers so large, even the non-fatal dosage would do nothing as they made large holes in him, likely killing him instantly. She swept him further into her mouth with her legs and pedipalps and lowered to the floor to begin eating.