[Anno] Artifakt Atrociousness
Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2019 11:22 am
Captain Roach awakens, only to find herself on a dull stone table. The room evokes a cold bitterness to it, and the lights flicker on and off, leaving an untrustworthy lighting.
Roach attempts to get up, but a force within her seems to pull her back down.
"D̶̼̃ŏ̵͈͖n̶̙̘̊̊'̶̹͠t̵̨̀̂ ̸̦̰͌m̴̱̲̎͠ỏ̵̮̩v̶̛͓͕̇e̴̮̓ ̷̡͙͝R̶̡͖̅o̷̳͌̃a̶̞̰̒c̸̢̥͒̿h̷̛͙̰͛" A wispy, but at the same time scratchy, voice commands. A shiver goes down Roach's spine as her glossy steel mask begins to loosen.
"Hello?" she says, "Who's there?"
"D̵͉̞͙̐o̴̱̘̞͊n̵̙͑'̸̭̓t̷͇̱͈̐̈͌ ̸̨͉͎̉w̶̦̠̱͑̏ŏ̴̰̺̪̓r̸̳̊͌r̶̖̰̹̐̀y̵̠͠ ̴̢̕͘R̷̫̯̾o̸͚̯͗͊å̵̳͍̕č̴͓͓h̸̯̒ͅ.̸̨͐ ̷̛͖̍͋W̵̛͓͆͠e̵̞͍̒̈́̇'̸̻̬͐l̸̬̇ļ̸̳̈́̈́̀ ̴͎͒͌͠k̴̩̜̃̓e̶̘̐e̶̡͓͑p̸͉̦͉̒̈́ ̶̜̂ÿ̸̝̼́̓o̵̢̧̟͌̇̓u̴͉̐͋ ̴͔̻́s̵̮̗̄̚͘a̸͈̭̥͂̊f̴̪̫̯̓̇ȇ̷͖"
"Wait a sec... you said we. Who's there?"
A man walks out from the shadow. His posture asserts his dominance in the situation, and his black slick suit adds to this feeling. His face is obscured by a dark mask. Red streaks drip down it and pipes hang off it. But most of all, his staff. It emits a sort of energy, powerful energy. A very powerful energy.
"Ǹ̴̝̈ö̸̹͕̚ẃ̵͈̭͍͠ ̶̖͂̋l̴̞̉e̵̟̕t̶̥͑̒͌'s̷̬̔̓ ̸͓̙̞̿̂͝t̶̩̪͌͋à̸͔ḱ̸̼͗̆ę̵̦̪͌ ̶̭̝͎̌t̴̻̥͈̃̓͝h̴̦̆͝ả̵̡͚̺t̶̡́̑ ̸̯̲̅ḿ̵̓̅ͅǎ̵̦̈́̄s̷̯̜̽̈̈́k̷̤̊̍ ̸͈͇̘͛̏͝o̷̖̖͆͜͝͠f̵̤̈̆̏f̴̘̣̺͑̂ ̶̢̜̿y̷͖̆͛̐ö̴̺́u̵̡͆̎́r̷͇̙̖͐̀̓ ̶̫̙̆̏h̸͈͉̱̿a̵͔̤̙̍͌́n̷͖̦͑̐d̴̨̚̚s̸̼̓" He says as he swings his staff at her.
A cold feeling hits Roaches jaw. She feels a loosening on it, a sort of freedom. And before she knows it, her mask is off floating in the air.
And then, infant of her, a figure begins to form were the mask was, consuming the room in bright light with a tint of green.
(To be C̴̣̎o̴̱̯̭͐̌̕ṋ̶̢̈́̚t̴͕̀͜ĩ̴̠́ņ̸̺͍̃̎u̶͓͖͂͛e̶͍͗d̵̦̳̈̀̚)