Setting
This dead end reeks something awful, the combination of excretion and potentially rotting corpses raises into your nostrils (Or -other- sensory organs that control the sense of smell.)
Dead End
This dead end reeks something awful, the combination of excretion and potentially rotting corpses raises into your nostrils (Or -other- sensory organs that control the sense of smell.)
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Dead End is a part of 
Side Alley.
92 Characters Here
Murphy Lehner [85] "Why is this happening to me!? i lost my friends, and my family because of the damned zombie apocalypse........and i still don't blame the zombies"
Viktor Sodoro [82] Notorious crime boss based in New York, who gave law enforcement the slip nearly ten years ago, and is reputed to command the Sodoro crime family.
Fatin Farah [62] "I do the work of God. If I die, then all glory be to Him. You can stop Hataf, but you cannot still the hand of God, not for one moment."
Caleb Blanc [54] Huh my past? It was average.
Mariella Lopez [53] An newly instilled TIB Agent.
Adam Mayr [53] "ITS.AL.WAYS.THERE.THE.H-ISSING.ALWAYS SCREAMING"
Brendan Revak [44] "Hey now, this is my desire, consume me like a fire, cause i just want something beautiful"
Ipecac [42]
Zach Breuer [42] "Hey i like the clothes i wear jerk!"
Tahira Ali [40] "We choose, and in so doing, we define ourselves. We are defined by our choices, though we may be remembered for the worst of them. But what choices we make, they will affect others. And perhaps given time, we may change in the eyes of others."
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Erik pushed his way down the alley, using the wall as a brace, and he looked around slowly. He then stumbled onto the ground, and groaned, trying to pull himself up slowly, as he was drunk off his ass and not in full control of himself at the moment. "God.......should be a good place to sober up, in an alley smelling of dead people......whoopie" he said with fake excitement.
"I ssssmelll humannnn," curled a sickening familiar voice from behind some dumpsters. Ipecac's shadow was seen first, centipede-like and nightmarish, but it was nothing compared to the starving proto-demon that followed it. His hair was thin and limp, face gaunt, and every one of his strange, finger-like ribs were showing underneath his skin. The thing had no idea what to do with himself since his hunting grounds had closed and Micky wasn't around to bring fools to him.
He didn't act like he knew Eric as he loomed over the man. "Looks like its the end of the line for you~"
He didn't act like he knew Eric as he loomed over the man. "Looks like its the end of the line for you~"
Erik groaned and heard a voice coming from behind the dumpsters, and he looked around cautiously, his vision blurred as he saw a tall figure loom over him. His eyes widened and he attempted to move back a little, in his drunken stupor. "S.....s...say bak...." he stumbled over the words with great difficulty. He pulled out a plastic knife, and held it tightly. "I has.....sa knif" he slurred.
"And I has a hundred of them in my mouth, capische?" He grinned all his sharp little teeth and crept closer, sizing the human up. He was easily some 25 feet in length, a true monster. He wiggled his longer fingers one one set of hands as the others pulled him forward. "But I'll be gentle with them- I like you humans alive when I swallow them."
He licked his lips before flicking a long tongue out, snakelike to go with his appearance.
He licked his lips before flicking a long tongue out, snakelike to go with his appearance.
Erik moved back even further, shuddering a little, "Bad time to be dunk......" he said with a quiet, and sad tone, and then slowly pulled himself up. "I won't give you the pleasure!" he said firmly, and held the plastic knife at his throat, ready to cut it open very quickly, to spare himself some pain.
Ipecac chuckled at the display and grabbed at the drunken man- still not seeming to recognize him, or vice-versa. Two hands to pin his arms, another to flick away that plastic knife. It wasn't much of a struggle to get the man stuffed into his mouth, holding him there against his blackblue tongue, tasting him over as he centipeded up the walls to get off the ground in case somebody tried to come along and take his prey.
Erik let out a loud yell as he was grabbed and the knife was flicked away. He felt the warm wetness of the tongue as he was stuffed into the creatures mouth, and he struggled to get free, slamming on the walls of the mouth. "Son of a bish.....let me out!" he yelled, slowly coming back to his senses.
Ipecac's voice rumbled around him as he paused and flicked his tongue to savor the other side of Erik's body, clamping his jaws together so the roof of his mouth pushed the man's face more into the slimy tongue.
"Love to, buddy, but I haven't eaten in...let's say two months? Something like that. Just think about all the good you're doing, eh?"
And with that, the beastie lifted his head and swallowed, pushing Erik down his throat into rank, humid, slimy darkness.
"Love to, buddy, but I haven't eaten in...let's say two months? Something like that. Just think about all the good you're doing, eh?"
And with that, the beastie lifted his head and swallowed, pushing Erik down his throat into rank, humid, slimy darkness.
Erik struggled even more, feeling the tongue savoring him and he shuddered, feeling his clothes getting wet. He spat a little as he was pushed into the tongue. "I'll find someone else for you!" he yelled, before feeling himself get lifted up and then his head entered into the throat, and he yelled a blood-curdling yell, feeling his body slipping into the darkness of the warm throat. He struggled to get free but couldn't.
"A generous offer, but you're already halfway there." Ipecac rolled onto his back once he got to the level surface, prodding at the lump of Erik undeneath his stretched skin, now that choking wasn't a threat. It was slow, agonizingly slow going, and Erik could hear the creaking of the monster's ribs as the hinged bits curled a bit wider to allow him passage through Ipecac's chest. The familiar thud of a heartbeat slipped past him in the dark before he felt himself empty into a looser chamber that smelled just as bad as the rest of the critter's insides.
"It's easier if you just sleep," Ipecac commented, prodding at his belly, noticeably full given how thin he was. "Won't hurt as much."
"It's easier if you just sleep," Ipecac commented, prodding at his belly, noticeably full given how thin he was. "Won't hurt as much."
Erik yelled more and slammed at the flesh of Ipecac, trying to hurt him just a little. He shuddered as he heard the creaking of the ribs and then a heartbeat. He then slipped into a chamber and smelled the insides, and almost gagged. It smelled horrid, and he wanted out of here. He then relized who he was inside. "Ipecac, you son of a bitch, really?! Even after I paid for your dinner last time!" he yelled.
The beast paused and tilted his head at the muffled noise and the squirming. Oh it was good, but it was angry, a familiar, pointed angry. He curled up on himself and laid a pointed ear against the wiggling lump in his gut and then grinned. "Ahaaa! Eriiiiik, how you doin'?"
He'd toy around with him some before letting him back out. There was at least a good twenty minutes before things got too dangerous. "Why didn't you say so sooner? This is a bit...too little too late you know."
He was playing, of course, as he flicked his tailtip catlike.
He'd toy around with him some before letting him back out. There was at least a good twenty minutes before things got too dangerous. "Why didn't you say so sooner? This is a bit...too little too late you know."
He was playing, of course, as he flicked his tailtip catlike.
"I would be doing well if I wasn't inside your stomach........by the way do you have a second stomach or just one......nevermind......Just let me out of here, I know you can get me out.........I hope" he said with a quiet tone. "Son of a bitch.....seriously.....do I need to buy you dinner after this.......because I don't want you eating me again....".
"I don't know," he replied. "It's not like anybody survives the trip."
He stayed on his back, wanting to enjoy his friend so close a little longer. "You could round up somebody else to be your replacement. Or rather, two. Two lives for your own. Yeah."
He stayed on his back, wanting to enjoy his friend so close a little longer. "You could round up somebody else to be your replacement. Or rather, two. Two lives for your own. Yeah."
"Don't you fucking say that..........I swear if you are trying to mess with me, I'll rip off a part of you and eat it......then you'll know how it feels........fine......two lives sounds alright to me......" he said quietly, not really wanting to do that but he would to survive.
Ipecac was kind of a jerk, but he wasn't a promise breaker and he rolled to his feet and shuddered before purging up a slime-soaked Eric and grinning down at him. "Heyyyyy buddddyyy~"
He huffed.
"Pretty sure if you ate any part of me you'd get so many worms and then die so- I wouldn't...recommend it."
He huffed.
"Pretty sure if you ate any part of me you'd get so many worms and then die so- I wouldn't...recommend it."
Erik groaned as he felt himself get pulled up the throat and then purged onto the ground. He looked up at Ipecac, and attempted to slam a fist into his stomach. "Don't do that again, or I will stay true to what I said, and bite a chunk out of you and even eat the worms.
The beast curled p and covered his head with one pair of hands. "Geh! Cut me a break, duude! I...I'm starving here!"
Erik backed down a little and sighed, he walked over and then rubbed Ipecac's back a little, "God......I want to kill you but I can't.....you aren't a horrible friend, just have a weird way of showing your friendship" he said with a chuckle.
"I'm a fuckin' amazing friend I'm just also really hungry and stupid." He grumped, but he didn't mind the rubbing of his back. "So, right, where are you thinking about finding your replacements?"
There were two things Ipecac liked to talk about, how handsome and perfect he was- or food. Right now it was food.
"You smell like a trash can, man," he added. And whose fault is that, Ipecac?
There were two things Ipecac liked to talk about, how handsome and perfect he was- or food. Right now it was food.
"You smell like a trash can, man," he added. And whose fault is that, Ipecac?
"I know I know.........exactly what you said, like spot on" he said with a smile, and rubbed the back some more. "Orphanage? Do you even eat kids......." he said with a raised brow. "God, I'm a terrible person for suggesting that", he grinned at the smell part, "Maybe that means if another demon tries to get me, they'll smell you on me, and leave me alone......like being marked or something.....".
"Demons hate me. They wouldn't give a fuck even if I did mark you proper." Ipecac shook his head. "I'm a monster but I'm not a MONSTER. I wouldn't eat kids-...You are a terrible person."
He scratched his chin. "Dude just order some call girls or something. It's not like you'd have to actually pay them. They're not benefiting society other than passing out blowjobs."
He scratched his chin. "Dude just order some call girls or something. It's not like you'd have to actually pay them. They're not benefiting society other than passing out blowjobs."
Al-ice sneaked through this path, carrying corpses of two and dropping them off with the other rotting corpses which were here. She observed around, making sure she wasn't spotted by anyone by any chance.
Touching the corpses with her magic gloves, the magic infected over the corpse, getting rid of all traces of her off the corpses.
But a noise startled Al-ice, a noise of a bottle shattering made her flee the area into a gale wind.
Touching the corpses with her magic gloves, the magic infected over the corpse, getting rid of all traces of her off the corpses.
But a noise startled Al-ice, a noise of a bottle shattering made her flee the area into a gale wind.
Eliza Vlious slowly traveled along a path and looked over to the side... A pile of corpses huh?
From the corner of her eye,she spotted fresh corpses that just looked like they've been dumped there.
Eliza approached the corpses,covering her nose with the stench of death. Her eyes didn't detect any finger prints... Someone must of brought these corpses here since there aren't any wounds of a sharp object as she searched through the corpses.
The cause of death was however obvious when she found one of the corpses was colder than the other. It was slowly warming up.
Taking her bubble pipe,she blew some bubbles around her, looking at their reflections to see if the murderer was watching her... She saw a glimpse of something, but he/she probably figured out Eliza's trick and vanished away.
From the corner of her eye,she spotted fresh corpses that just looked like they've been dumped there.
Eliza approached the corpses,covering her nose with the stench of death. Her eyes didn't detect any finger prints... Someone must of brought these corpses here since there aren't any wounds of a sharp object as she searched through the corpses.
The cause of death was however obvious when she found one of the corpses was colder than the other. It was slowly warming up.
He died from a poisoning from a drink I believe... and his body is unusually cold to be an average, it must be a freezing chemical he swallowed.
Taking her bubble pipe,she blew some bubbles around her, looking at their reflections to see if the murderer was watching her... She saw a glimpse of something, but he/she probably figured out Eliza's trick and vanished away.