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Dr. Gordon Freeman ([personal profile] trustycrowbar) wrote in [community profile] anemoi2012-06-28 12:54 am

Transformation Matrix

[The basement of the labs was dark and still, a graveyard of steam pipes and forgotten items and disused equipment that no one really wanted to see anymore. The area was all too familiar to Gordon; this was where his suit's charging station was sequestered.]

[But this isn't why he had come here this time. He coughed, leaning against the wall; pale, clammy, and trying to catch ragged shreds of breath. His lungs felt like they were on fire. At first he thought it was just stress, or exhaustion, or some fucking flu virus... he doubles over and coughs from the bottom of his lungs. Pieces of bloody... something, splatter to the floor. His own lung tissue maybe. Oh god, no wonder he couldn't breathe. There's plenty of soft defenseless tissue for the nanites to mess around with in there...]

[Yes, he knew exactly what was going on. That's why he wanted to get as far down and away from people as possible. Lock himself up. Hopefully the others will figure out what happened to him--]

[He lurches into another violent coughing fit and doubles over, wrenching himself to the floor. And those splatters of inert bloody tissue recoil from the impact, and slowly begin to inch away.]

[Video]

[Oh hey, look, it's one of those wormy scientist guys! Why is the background so dark...?]

"Ah, is this thing on? Oh, alright. Ahh... ahem... It seems that just to compound the difficulty the power to the labs has gone out. No one is sure of the cause, and to top it off our illustrious Mister Freeman has gone missing. I knew the boy couldn't handle the pressure of administration. It may be a while before we can--wait, what was that? No, over there. By the air duct! Oh FINE, I'll go looOH GOD--"

[The rest is cut off by screams and a sickening prolonged crunch. It's safe to say that the Labs would like some help.]
third_alternative: (shit's serious // need to keep an eye ou)

[personal profile] third_alternative 2012-07-10 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
When Rex steps out of the lift, he's wary and tense, hands bunched into fists, ready at a moment's notice to smash something into the floor. He explores the area quietly for the moment, trying to figure out where he is and where to go from here.

It's then that he notices that what he thought were pipes are actually moving. Probably the same tendrils he's been seeing since he started leading those scientists through the labs.

Might as well follow them, then.
third_alternative: (o-oh...i might just cry.)

[personal profile] third_alternative 2012-07-10 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
...okay. Of all the EVOs Rex remembers from back home, this one ranks pretty high on the grossness scale. He tries not to cringe and make a disgusted noise. Well, he succeeds at the latter, at least.

"Uhhh...Gordon? You in there?"
third_alternative: (all-purpose icon of greatness?)

[personal profile] third_alternative 2012-07-10 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
...Well that sure explains where those things have been coming from. He wasn't sure what they were, exactly, but this explains a lot.

Not like Rex is really one for explanations. He builds giant robot feet over his own and takes the opportunity to try and squish the monster like a bug. "No better way to get rid of pests than grinding them to dust with your shoe!"