ReGenesis Games: Final Level

[Gumshoe Satyr]

Mentally sighing again at her response, Grem muttered, <I wish I had your level of optimism and determination. Anyway, it can't be helped..... We were created to be on separate sides.>

Realizing that he was being entirely too soft to his prey, he added, trying to sound cold, <I gave you your chance for a quick death, and you obviously refuse it. I'm coming for you, and you won't see me coming. That's a promise. It may not be this level or ten levels from now, but I will finish my mission.> After he determined which direction she was traveling in, he withdrew his mind, considering how the conversation had went. This was truly the first time he'd ever spoken to a Player. I was way too soft. She probably thinks I'm some pushover that she'll be able to easily get rid of. I'll have to prove her wrong. This is when the hunt really begins.....

Continuing to follow Gale, he soon came upon a small, local restaurant, and by lightly touching her mind, he confirmed that she was inside. Ok..... I shoot her with an arrow, and she stops to get a bite to eat. I don't exactly put fear in the hearts of my prey, do I....... What should I do now? Knowing that he needed to rest his illusion powers for a while, Grem tried to think of a way to cleverly attacking the Glaceon.

Nearby, he saw a robot holding a sign that advertised the restaurant his prey had gone into. "Good-day,-sir," the robot began. "If-you-like-good-drink-of-oil-or-maybe-hamburgers-are-more-to-your-liking,-you've-come-to-the-right-place. Try-our-soup-of-the-day. It's-out-of-this-world!"

"Inferior piece of machinery," Grem muttered under his breath, trying to ignore the advertising robot. Suddenly, it hit him that the answer to his problem was just a few feet away. Let's just see what I can do with it for now. As he quickly disconnected a wire that would shut the robot down he whispered, "I know something you can help me with..... You just need a little bit of reprogramming first." He quickly carried the small robot off to a dark alley where he could work in peace.

 

[Yrie]

Aya felt fear grip his insides for the first time since entering this stupid, crazy….insane game. True, almost paralyzing fear. It was scary, he thought to himself, this whole game is twisted, like the purpose of the game is to die, since everything here is pretty much to make sure we don't survive this. To make sure we're all dead in the end.

Some of the fear faded away, to be replaced partially by the intense, burning indignant anger that rose in him. It wasn't fair how this game was structured, the chances of surviving the whole game were nearly nonexistent, or so it seemed, all the odds seemed to be against them, what was the point?

But yeah, maybe he should follow Arin, since no one knew what they were doing, including himself, maybe himself even more so than the others. Completely clueless were the right words for it, but now what was he doing? Thinking of which words to use, instead of getting away like a good, sensible Absol. He ran to catch up to Arin, stealing one last glance at the truck-thing, mechanical, metallic, whatever. This wasn't the greatest time to think, it could be injurous to his health, and to his survival, perhaps.

Let's just...all...get...out...of...here....He thought, might as well maximize their chances of survival, small as they were already. Just one question, and problem, remained, and it was an essential one, how?

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