PHQ-Nickname:
Scaleskin
Halfquake:
Realms of Draconis
Level:
50
Total kills:
10,969,221
Birthday:
May 13th 1987
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Violence
The crossbow in Alex' hands reassured him as he felt the word flash through his mind. Violence, as if this place could not get any worse, they were going to force him to show violence, and by the sounds of it, more violence than he had seen before. The spinning platform stopped and Alex entered the first room. The voice in his head once again spoke '60 seconds 'til you die.' Alex span round as the door slammed in place behind him. He went into the alcove in the center of the room. He span the disks around and figured it out, it was a memory game. "hardly violent!" he thought as he left the room. Then he heard a crashing sound behind him. The walls had collided behind him. 'Think again.' the voice spoke.
The next room, Alex sniped the first slave with his crossbow. He entered, but could not see a way across. 'Up.' the voice told him. Alex saw the bars on the ceiling and began to climb along to the central platform. The Sword of Sadism was back in his hands once again. He flicked the switch and the other slaves were released. He smashed them with the sword as he approached the platforms and activated the switches. Once they were all done, he went back to the central platform and fell down the pit. The disk took him to the next area.
Alex sniped the slaves on the platforms in this room, and then jumped to the first, then second platform. A hammer fell. "SHIT" He yelled out loud as he jumped to avoid the hammer falling above him. He continued until he entered the exit at the end. Nothing happened. The final hammer fell onto the teleport.
Alex saw the darkness around him. There was some light above and he jumped for it. A voice said "What is it?" He jumped again. "Stop jumping" the voice was sounding slightly annoyed. Alex jumped again. "We have a few technical problems, so please wait and Stop Jumping." Alex jumped again. "Thats it. Now I'm fed up." The ceiling collapsed and Alex was surrounded by slaves. He raised his crossbow. A lightning bolt passed in front of him. He shot the slave responsible, and then diced the rest with his sword. "Yes, yes, go ahead you son of a....thing." Alex walked into the new teleport.
He was in an arena full of slaves. One of them shot at him, knocking the crossbow out of his hands. Ithit the ground and broke. He pulled out the sword and got hit by several bolts at once. Dropping the sword, Alex fell stunned. The slaves began tearing his skin apart. He reached for the sword, straining to get it before the creatures killed him, determined to survive. His hands closed on the hilt. As he raised it the slaves backed off and charged up again. Alex doubled over in pain as a bolt hit his chest. Another one hit his arm. A third hit the sword. It began to glow. Alex could feel the rage building up and focusing into the sword. He saw the nearest slave. To him now, they were just bugs. Nothing. He charged forwards, no longer in the survival. He was the dominant creature here. He was determined to destroy the creatures around him. The essence of the Rage flowed straight through the blade of the sword and his veins, driving him on, as the voice in his head was screaming 'KILL, KILL THEM ALL'.
Alex looked upon the remains of the slave army in the arena. Corpses were strewn across the battlefield. He remembered nothing but violence. The taste of blood. The enjoyment of pain. The feeling of death. He wiped the blood of the slaves off his face. The rage was over. He now felt tired and weak. He collapsed into the teleport.
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