The first part in what I hope to be a series of lethal company related stories. Featuring me and my friends, these will be somewhat inspired by our shenanigan while playing together.
featuring myself
LuckyLombaX
Korri09
Sky
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Deadly Company
Version 1
Piped Hallways: East Wing
Halo breathed heavily, the rubber of her mask feeling tight to her skull as she stood in the concrete hall. She’s a grey scaled Nexus Dragon but those details were hidden beneath her company issued suit, which she had come in black. The suit came with a gasmask and heavy air canisters on her back, supposedly to help her survive the foreign environments. Her tail was the only thing left exposed, supposedly the company not deeming it a necessary asset to protect. Her rubber gasmask was retrofitted to fit her horns through, which glowed blue in the dark. She had to wipe some condensation off her visor, she needed to see clearly now more than ever.
Before her stood an abomination, almost perfectly still if not for its head wobbling on a long coil for a neck. It was built like a tall crash test dummy with no arms, its skin appearing plastic and caked in filth. Halo kept her eyes trained on it, straining them to stay open, but eventually she could not fight biology and blinked.
BWOING!
Halo jumped back a little at the disturbing sound. In the split second she blinked, the lanky creature moved forward an inch. The force of its sudden stop made its springy head bob around violently, making that cartoonishly loud bwoing noise. Keeping her eyes wide, now as much from panic as necessity, Halo slowly walked backwards. Relying on her memory of where she came from to head back to the entrance of the facility.
They went into the facility in two man groups. Clan and Sky in one group, her and Korry in another. Korry went to carry their loot back to the ship while she chose to venture deeper into the facility to find more scrap. She was able to find a dust pan, bolt, and a plastic fish, before walking around a corner and met face to face with this thing. The Coil Head.
She knew the rules of it beforehand, it can’t move while someone is watching it. So long as she kept looking she was safe. She’d make a good distance but everytime she had to turn a corner and lose direct sight of it she’d hear the wet slapping of its feet before stopping right at said corner. She was recognizing some of the pipes and catwalks she was passing, she was close to the exit, she’d just had to go a little further.
Apparatus Room
The door opened, a beam of light pouring through the new opening. Clan’s head peaked through, the flashlight on his shoulder illuminating the dark room. A soft hum emanating from the far side of the room, and a low yellow glow in said corner. “Jackpot.” He said, entering the room after being sure there were no threats. Sky followed soon behind him.
Clan was a black and green furred feline, and shorter than the rest of the team by a large margin. Sky meanwhile was the tallest of the group, at six feet tall. An orange furred Lombax, he had his suit remain the standard orange out of preference.
“What’s that thing?” Sky asked, pointing towards the yellow glowing contraption on the wall. Clan was only half paying attention, using his scanner to find any stray scrap tucked away in corners.
“Oh, it's an apparatus.” Clan said without turning his head. “Don’t grab it just ye-” he was cut off at the sound of a sudden spark. The lights started flickering before shutting off completely and his visor blaring an alert for a rise in radiation levels. He turned to see Sky, who was sheepishly holding the apparatus in both hands. “...yet.” Clan finished saying.
Piped Hallways: East Wing
Halo felt she was getting close to the exit, feeling hope start to overcome her fear, if just by a little. Then the light began flickering. She yelled in panic as with each light flighter the Coil Head got rapidly closer. Almost by instinct she turned on the flashlight on her shoulder, and just in time as this was when the power gave out completely. “Fuck!” Halo screamed as she fell backwards; the Coil Head just a foot away from her, its head bobbing violently from its recent speeds to reach her. Scrambling backwards to make some distance first, before standing back up and now more rapidly moving backwards towards the exit. She then passed through an open doorway into a stairwell, one she passed through earlier.
Slamming the door shut she quickly made a run down the stairs and out through another door and slamming that behind her as well. She could hear the Coil Head banging on the first door, and probably won’t take long for it to break through both to head straight for her, but she knew the exit was near, just a little further and she’d be homefree.
Main Entrance Room
Clan and Sky quickly shuffled back to the main entrance, Clan having to slow down due to Sky carrying such heavy cargo. Crossing a catwalk out of the east wing, they were met with the familiar look of the Main Entrance. A medium sized room with grated floor and ceiling fan, and large double doors to outside. Just as they were about to exit the door, they heard yelling, and it was getting closer.
Halo rushed through the doorway of the east wing, making Clan and Sky turn their heads and immediately a loud bwoing sounded throughout the room, and a Coil Head standing at the doorway.
“Ohgod guys that was so close.” Halo said, panting heavily as she leaned against a wall. “The lights went out all of a sudden, what happened?” She asked, only for her eyes to squint seeing Sky holding the big glowy cylinder. “What is that?”
“Oh it’s the apparatus.” Clan answered. “It powers the whole place. Hope that answers your previous question.”
Halo Groaned, rubbing her temples as she felt a headache coming on. No one in particular was paying attention to the Coil Head, in a room of three people someone is almost always having it in their sight at any given time. “Let's just… get out of here.” Halo said at last, and one by one everyone left, the last person, Clan, keeping an eye on the Coil Head as he backed out the building and slammed the doors shut. Facility entrance doors were far too strong to ever be forcibly opened by anything, so the Coil Head was now a non threat.
41-Experimentation was an arid moon, the normally high winds filling the air with dust, obscuring distant structures to a faint outline. Hopping down the concrete train tracks, the quickly made their way to the ship, especially as they could see the sun starting to set below the horizon. Monsters will start appearing soon so they start to hustle. They soon spot the ship. It was more of a steel block with engines strapped underneath it, lacking any grace or aerodynamic qualities, but could take a beating, making it the safest place to be.
Climbing up the ship railing, Halo reached down and helped pick up Sky’s apparatus so he could get up, while Clan scrambled onboard from the get go. Inside the vessel at the far end was the terminal and ship monitors, where someone inside could monitor the crew and hack doors and turrets via said terminal. On the corner next to the monitors were the bunk beds, stacked to four beds. They were not particularly comfortable but gave them much needed rest between missions. Standing in the middle of it all was Korry.
Korry; the grey wolf, wore a blue suit in the group. He stood amongst a pile of scrap. V-type engines, axles, cartons of bottles, all the heavy stuff the team found in the facility he was hauling back for them in multiple trips while they ventured deeper in the facility. “Woah, what is that?” He asked, seeing Halo drop the apparatus in the ever growing scrap pile.
“I’ll explain in a bit.” Clan said. Walking over to the front of the ship, and pulling the lever for take off. “Right now let's get off this rock.” The engines started combusting beneath them, and slowly the ‘brick’ lifted. Higher the ship went, leaving behind any and all threats, until it reached a point high in the atmosphere where the doors automatically shut to maintain pressure in the small cabin.
“Let’s see what we got here.” Sky said, giving their pile of scrap a scan. The scanner in their helmets calculated the total scrap value before them to be 304 credits.
“Holy…that's more than our quota!” Korra said, excitement in his voice. “We can go sell this all to the company right away, right?”
“Not exactly.” Clan said, leaning against a filing cabinet. “The company buys our scrap for less the further from the deadline we are. If we want to get maximum profit, we need to sell on the dot. Till then we go on more moons and build our scrap heap up.”
“Speaking of which, what moon should we go to next?” Sky asked, folding his arms.
“Good question.” Clan said, having to stand on the V-type engine to reach the keyboard of the terminal. Looking through the list of moons, he hummed to himself. “How do you guys feel about forest moons?”
PERFORMANCE REPORT
Clan: Laziest Employee: Rank Leader
Korry: Most profitable employee: Rank Intern
Sky: Unknown :Rank Part Timer
Halo: Most paranoid employee: Rank Part Timer
Collected: 304/330
GRADE A
featuring myself
LuckyLombaX
Korri09Sky
Preferred viewing method: https://docs.google.com/document/d/.....it?usp=sharing
Deadly Company
Version 1
Piped Hallways: East Wing
Halo breathed heavily, the rubber of her mask feeling tight to her skull as she stood in the concrete hall. She’s a grey scaled Nexus Dragon but those details were hidden beneath her company issued suit, which she had come in black. The suit came with a gasmask and heavy air canisters on her back, supposedly to help her survive the foreign environments. Her tail was the only thing left exposed, supposedly the company not deeming it a necessary asset to protect. Her rubber gasmask was retrofitted to fit her horns through, which glowed blue in the dark. She had to wipe some condensation off her visor, she needed to see clearly now more than ever.
Before her stood an abomination, almost perfectly still if not for its head wobbling on a long coil for a neck. It was built like a tall crash test dummy with no arms, its skin appearing plastic and caked in filth. Halo kept her eyes trained on it, straining them to stay open, but eventually she could not fight biology and blinked.
BWOING!
Halo jumped back a little at the disturbing sound. In the split second she blinked, the lanky creature moved forward an inch. The force of its sudden stop made its springy head bob around violently, making that cartoonishly loud bwoing noise. Keeping her eyes wide, now as much from panic as necessity, Halo slowly walked backwards. Relying on her memory of where she came from to head back to the entrance of the facility.
They went into the facility in two man groups. Clan and Sky in one group, her and Korry in another. Korry went to carry their loot back to the ship while she chose to venture deeper into the facility to find more scrap. She was able to find a dust pan, bolt, and a plastic fish, before walking around a corner and met face to face with this thing. The Coil Head.
She knew the rules of it beforehand, it can’t move while someone is watching it. So long as she kept looking she was safe. She’d make a good distance but everytime she had to turn a corner and lose direct sight of it she’d hear the wet slapping of its feet before stopping right at said corner. She was recognizing some of the pipes and catwalks she was passing, she was close to the exit, she’d just had to go a little further.
Apparatus Room
The door opened, a beam of light pouring through the new opening. Clan’s head peaked through, the flashlight on his shoulder illuminating the dark room. A soft hum emanating from the far side of the room, and a low yellow glow in said corner. “Jackpot.” He said, entering the room after being sure there were no threats. Sky followed soon behind him.
Clan was a black and green furred feline, and shorter than the rest of the team by a large margin. Sky meanwhile was the tallest of the group, at six feet tall. An orange furred Lombax, he had his suit remain the standard orange out of preference.
“What’s that thing?” Sky asked, pointing towards the yellow glowing contraption on the wall. Clan was only half paying attention, using his scanner to find any stray scrap tucked away in corners.
“Oh, it's an apparatus.” Clan said without turning his head. “Don’t grab it just ye-” he was cut off at the sound of a sudden spark. The lights started flickering before shutting off completely and his visor blaring an alert for a rise in radiation levels. He turned to see Sky, who was sheepishly holding the apparatus in both hands. “...yet.” Clan finished saying.
Piped Hallways: East Wing
Halo felt she was getting close to the exit, feeling hope start to overcome her fear, if just by a little. Then the light began flickering. She yelled in panic as with each light flighter the Coil Head got rapidly closer. Almost by instinct she turned on the flashlight on her shoulder, and just in time as this was when the power gave out completely. “Fuck!” Halo screamed as she fell backwards; the Coil Head just a foot away from her, its head bobbing violently from its recent speeds to reach her. Scrambling backwards to make some distance first, before standing back up and now more rapidly moving backwards towards the exit. She then passed through an open doorway into a stairwell, one she passed through earlier.
Slamming the door shut she quickly made a run down the stairs and out through another door and slamming that behind her as well. She could hear the Coil Head banging on the first door, and probably won’t take long for it to break through both to head straight for her, but she knew the exit was near, just a little further and she’d be homefree.
Main Entrance Room
Clan and Sky quickly shuffled back to the main entrance, Clan having to slow down due to Sky carrying such heavy cargo. Crossing a catwalk out of the east wing, they were met with the familiar look of the Main Entrance. A medium sized room with grated floor and ceiling fan, and large double doors to outside. Just as they were about to exit the door, they heard yelling, and it was getting closer.
Halo rushed through the doorway of the east wing, making Clan and Sky turn their heads and immediately a loud bwoing sounded throughout the room, and a Coil Head standing at the doorway.
“Ohgod guys that was so close.” Halo said, panting heavily as she leaned against a wall. “The lights went out all of a sudden, what happened?” She asked, only for her eyes to squint seeing Sky holding the big glowy cylinder. “What is that?”
“Oh it’s the apparatus.” Clan answered. “It powers the whole place. Hope that answers your previous question.”
Halo Groaned, rubbing her temples as she felt a headache coming on. No one in particular was paying attention to the Coil Head, in a room of three people someone is almost always having it in their sight at any given time. “Let's just… get out of here.” Halo said at last, and one by one everyone left, the last person, Clan, keeping an eye on the Coil Head as he backed out the building and slammed the doors shut. Facility entrance doors were far too strong to ever be forcibly opened by anything, so the Coil Head was now a non threat.
41-Experimentation was an arid moon, the normally high winds filling the air with dust, obscuring distant structures to a faint outline. Hopping down the concrete train tracks, the quickly made their way to the ship, especially as they could see the sun starting to set below the horizon. Monsters will start appearing soon so they start to hustle. They soon spot the ship. It was more of a steel block with engines strapped underneath it, lacking any grace or aerodynamic qualities, but could take a beating, making it the safest place to be.
Climbing up the ship railing, Halo reached down and helped pick up Sky’s apparatus so he could get up, while Clan scrambled onboard from the get go. Inside the vessel at the far end was the terminal and ship monitors, where someone inside could monitor the crew and hack doors and turrets via said terminal. On the corner next to the monitors were the bunk beds, stacked to four beds. They were not particularly comfortable but gave them much needed rest between missions. Standing in the middle of it all was Korry.
Korry; the grey wolf, wore a blue suit in the group. He stood amongst a pile of scrap. V-type engines, axles, cartons of bottles, all the heavy stuff the team found in the facility he was hauling back for them in multiple trips while they ventured deeper in the facility. “Woah, what is that?” He asked, seeing Halo drop the apparatus in the ever growing scrap pile.
“I’ll explain in a bit.” Clan said. Walking over to the front of the ship, and pulling the lever for take off. “Right now let's get off this rock.” The engines started combusting beneath them, and slowly the ‘brick’ lifted. Higher the ship went, leaving behind any and all threats, until it reached a point high in the atmosphere where the doors automatically shut to maintain pressure in the small cabin.
“Let’s see what we got here.” Sky said, giving their pile of scrap a scan. The scanner in their helmets calculated the total scrap value before them to be 304 credits.
“Holy…that's more than our quota!” Korra said, excitement in his voice. “We can go sell this all to the company right away, right?”
“Not exactly.” Clan said, leaning against a filing cabinet. “The company buys our scrap for less the further from the deadline we are. If we want to get maximum profit, we need to sell on the dot. Till then we go on more moons and build our scrap heap up.”
“Speaking of which, what moon should we go to next?” Sky asked, folding his arms.
“Good question.” Clan said, having to stand on the V-type engine to reach the keyboard of the terminal. Looking through the list of moons, he hummed to himself. “How do you guys feel about forest moons?”
PERFORMANCE REPORT
Clan: Laziest Employee: Rank Leader
Korry: Most profitable employee: Rank Intern
Sky: Unknown :Rank Part Timer
Halo: Most paranoid employee: Rank Part Timer
Collected: 304/330
GRADE A
Category Story / Abstract
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 120 x 74px
File Size 10.1 kB
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