monsters in the dark

[animusmods]

Characters: any
Setting: all around the Tower; please specify the date and location in your subject header!
Format: any/party-style
Summary: A general mingle log for characters to encounter monsters.
Warnings: PG-13; please include any more detailed warnings in your threads if necessary.

PLEASE USE THIS POST FOR NEW THREADS.

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[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen stumbles off his own bed when he hears the noise. He can't believe he didn't see the- the thing before, whatever it is; it must have slipped his notice when the lights were flickering. There's no time to dwell, though.

His foot is tangled up in the thin sheet of the hospital bed, and he falls onto his behind with a grunt. A stabbing pain tells him he probably twisted his ankle. He bares his teeth and starts to shout at the monster from his place on the floor.]

Nein! Visiting hours are over!

[Without any more preamble, he pulls the trigger of his gun. The rate of fire is a little slow, but Richtofen's aim is precise.]

[themonsters]

[The monster seems aware of what exactly the gun is and what it can do. It leaps again, to avoid the shot, but not fast enough. With a sickening crash it collapses to the floor, howling in pain in what sounds like unearthly tears.

Its shoulder blade shattered, the monster doesn't seem able to stand at the moment, but that doesn't stop it from opening its mouth wide enough to release a fireball in Richtofen's direction.]

[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen hoots in triumph when the monster is hit, but his celebration is cut short when it spits out a ball of fire. Damn, he should have known it wouldn't be that easy. He pushes himself to his feet and tries to run, but he's still tangled up in the bed sheet, so all he can do is roll out of the way.

Both the sheet and his pants leg catch on fire, and he lets out a strangled scream when he feels the heat against his skin.]

Not again, not again-!

[He slams his leg against the floor, but you can't smother flames with more flames. While the fire creeps up his leg, he wrenches the top half of his body around and shoots at the monster again. This time his aim is much worse, since half of his attention is devoted to thrashing around in an attempt to stop the flames from spreading.]

[themonsters]

[The monster gets unsteadily to its feet. It's still having a lot of trouble putting and pressure at all on its front leg. Not exactly a good sign for the monster, but it doesn't seem to care that much, because it's slowly hobbling towards him, snarling loudly as it does.

It stares as the second shot misses, baring sharp teeth in a nasty growl.]

[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen manages to kick the sheet off, but the leg of his pants is still burning steadily. The pain gets so bad that he has to drop the gun and focus his attention on putting out the fire. He yelps and curses as he smacks the flames, and every second without his gun in his hands feels like an eternity.]

Scheiße, damn it...!

[Underneath the dimming fire, he can see that his skin is angry and red. In some places, blisters form, while in others, the cloth of his uniform has fused to his injured flesh. Even if he wasn't a doctor, he'd be able to see that his leg is in terrible shape.]

[themonsters]

[It's enough of a perceived weakness. Though still injured, the monster is now close enough that it attempts to strike, aiming for his injured leg.]

[doctor_dismemberment]

No-!

[Richtofen's upper body lurches toward his gun, but he's too late. The monster gets a hold of his leg, and Richtofen screams, a throaty sound that echoes off the walls of the hospital room.

With his free leg, he rears back and kicks out, though the pain in his lower body is white-hot by now. He forces himself to keep his hands steady long enough to grab his combat knife from where he keeps it on his belt, and when it's out, he slashes at the monster.

He yells at it all the while.]

Don't- Don't dare- Give it back, it is my leg, rotten - aagh - swine!

[themonsters]

[Though it's not impossible to continue to fight against, Richtofen will start to feel sadness trickle through him. Maybe it would be best to just give in and let the monster bite him. What's the point?

White hot pain shoots through the monster as the knife cut into its head, but the pain only made it bite down further on its prey's leg, growling loudly as it did.]

[doctor_dismemberment]

[One of his angered screams turns into something not unlike a sob. He tries to push away the lingering sadness that's creeping up on him, but it's difficult. He doesn't have any superhuman abilities, his gun is somewhere at his mangled foot, and even if he gets out of this alive, he's going to lose a leg. That it's not his first death makes things even worse. He's never been able to avoid death before, after all.

Worthless, useless, pointless...]

Stop! Stop it, verdammt, let it go!

[He grips the handle of his knife in both hands and raises it over his head. He brings it down full-force, intending to drive it into (what he assumes is) the soft spot underneath the monster's skull, but his balance is off, so the blow ends up heading for the monster's other shoulder.

Richtofen's uninjured leg has stopped kicking. He shouldn't expend the extra effort if he's probably going to die.]

[themonsters]

[Surprisingly, the monster does let go after the stab in its shoulder. Blood dripping from its mouth, it snarls in a strangled sob before it attempts to grab him again, anywhere, to speed up the process, to finish off its prey.]

[doctor_dismemberment]

[When the monster frees his leg, Richtofen is able to see just how badly he's been torn up. The adrenaline coursing through his veins masked a good bit of the pain, but seeing his burned, mangled leg now that it's out of the monster's mouth causes that lost pain to hit him hard.

The sight isn't new or disgusting to him by any means, but the bout of unbearable sadness that's overtaken him makes Richtofen double over. The knife clatters to the floor as he slaps a hand over his mouth and lets out an agonized wail.

Unable to defend himself, the monster's teeth sink into his neck. His body goes limp in a matter of seconds.]

[themonsters]

[With its next victim down, the monster doesn't stay in the hospital for long. It bites at Richtofen again as an insult to literal injury before it leaves, hobbling up the stairs weakly as though nothing had happened.]