Message #322462

[Trijhak]

IC:

"I'm probably going to die." Seth thought to himself as half-decomposing cyborg bodies ran towards him, as he had just reached a dead end. There was also the matter of not knowing where he was at all, except that it was an asylum somewhere. Then, suddenly, the floor gave way, sending him falling down with it. As it turned, the building reached far deeper than most others do. He braced himself as he fell, and he eventually landed quite painfully. He made a mental note to get long-fall implants in his feet, as they would have been useful. Now there was the matter of his surroundings: a rusty-looking room, with a surprisingly clean door that looked as if it had been implemented recently. If he was right, his pursuers were about to hit the floor in a few moments. Being the idiot he was, he opened the door hastily, went through it, hastily closed it, facing it, hearing the rather satisfying sound of the temporary disabling of mindless drone-cyborg things that want to destroy you. Then he turned around, and found himself staring straight down the barrels of a gun, in a rather clichéd manner.

In a rather futile attempt to make what he thought was awkward less awkward, he asked... "So... what movie are you filming? Rise of the Horrorcyborgs? Asylum of the Zombie Nanobots? Various Editions Of Batman From Different Universes On A Spaceship Fighting Dinosaurs?"