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Post by Jimmy on Jun 26, 2020 1:38:36 GMT 1
Jimmy wiped his sweaty palms on the thighs of his jeans. He was so nervous for some reason he couldn’t shake. His cellphone rang and he nearly shit his pants. “God dammit!” He shouted and then switched his phone to vibrate. No need to draw attention to himself. Embarrassed, he glanced around and noticed a blonde woman looking at him from a hotel window. “Jimmy…” A voice hissed from inside his head. “Jimmy….” It hissed again and Jimmy winced. “Mr. Anderson!” He staggered into the alleyway. “I’m coming! Wait for me!”
His head throbbed. His vision blurred. He heard snake rattlers rattling. He saw faces fading in and out. Or was it even faces? Not human anyway. "What the fu...ck?" He slurred, nearly passing out and then suddenly the noises stopped. Everything was right as rain again. He wiped the sweat off his face with the front of his t-shirt and slowed his breathing, wishing he had a bottle of water.
"What the hell is wrong with me?" He whispered.
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Post by Mr. Bob Anderssson on Jun 26, 2020 6:31:55 GMT 1
“I’m coming! Wait for me!”
The cab drivers voice echoed frantically down the alley. Humans never ceased to amaze me. The man was obviously tired, exhausted after a long days work and yet he staggered along desperately trying to reach me. He was an obvious telepath, how else could he have picked up the many voices searching for their mother and my own telepathic efforts to block them from reaching her location. It's no wonder his human brain throbbed in pain!
Unless of course...no...it's too simplistic, too obvious, too soap operish...unless he was the twin brother of the motorcycle rider that had crashed and whose DNA had been used to create the mutant creatures!
Out of the shadows I slowly moved towards him, not wanting to cause him more stress than he'd already been through. "You might need something a little stronger than water after you find out the truth of your twin brothers passing." I said to him as I passed him a flask of rum. (In truth, it really was water, but manipulating taste and appearance was one of my species natural talents.)
"Lets go into that all night cafe, I'll buy you a cup of coffee and I'll tell you the whole story."
He followed me with the gaze of an unbelieving schizophrenic, across the street in a far off high rise hotel room a pair of white curtains slowly closed. She was hiding of course, and for a while it seemed the telepathic voices searching for her had stopped, at least long enough for the doctor to rest for the night and ready her for another day of running.
We sat down in the warm cafe, and calmly I asked with a smile, "Was your brother also a telepath?"
ooc: I'm not going to retell the story, just pick up on this and we can take it from there.
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Post by Jimmy on Jun 26, 2020 17:18:48 GMT 1
The cute waitress brought two cups of coffee. “Here ya go darlin.” She winked at Jimmy who hadn’t even noticed and walked away with a small sigh of someone who’d been rejected. He had more pressing matters to deal with at the moment.
It felt good to sit after that overload of voices inside his head. He’d been used to hearing other people's thoughts and he knew how to shield his mind from others but this….
"Was your brother also a telephath?"
Jimmy frowned at Mr. Anderson over his cup of coffee. He missed his brother which made it hard to delve into this conversation but it needed to be done. They had been close after all, they were twins. Apart of him had died when his brother died.
He questioned himself everyday, had it really been an accident? Jimmy gritted his teeth and pushed the anger down that was welling up inside. Their eyes met. Mr. Anderson seemed to remain in happy spirits. Damn, he wanted to throat punch him but he kept his cool and his emotions in check. This was important.
“Yes.” Jimmy answered quietly. What was happening? He wanted the truth. Maybe a plan of action?
“You seem to know a lot about what’s going on.” Jimmy folded his arms and waited for Mr. Anderson to reply.
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Post by Mr. Bob Anderssson on Jun 27, 2020 6:47:15 GMT 1
“You seem to know a lot about what’s going on.”
Said the young man, his body slumping forward as sipped hot coffee, his eyes narrowing quizzedly, a beautiful blue hue blazing out of his dark and narrow eyes. Eyes that demanded answers, answers that he might not like!
The waitress refilled my tall glass of cold water. (Had I ordered coffee my greenish scales would have surfaced) I gulped the water quickly, holding it gingerly so as not to shatter the man made glass.
"Your brother did survive the accident." I looked away momentarily looking out into the darkness and into the rain...but he didn't survive...the experiment... Although, in many ways he did." I looked sternly at him now.
"Your brother lives on, within you, within many... not in body but in mind." I paused momentarily, allowing these strange words to be grasped by Jimmy, who sat now before me looking as though he had the will and the power to smash my head in. If only he could release me from this mission that now awaited the both of us.
There are....others...creatures...shapeshifters. Shapeshifting, manipulating, ghoulish things that can look deceivingly innocent, or beautiful, or both, but they are neither. It is a pure manipulation. A manipulation created in a laboratory in a far away Island off the coast known as the Bermuda Triangle.
Their father was your brother. A forced volunteer to a fiendish military experiment. Their mother was also a forced volunteer, and she was also the source of their creation as she not only unwillingly gave the her DNA needed for their creation, she also mapped the DNA needed to create the many powers living within them.
And now she runs from them, and it appears from the many voices in your head, they are after you as well...
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Post by Jimmy on Jun 27, 2020 17:20:13 GMT 1
Jimmy’s eyes danced over Mr. Anderson’s face as he heard him speak about the whole DNA thing, about his brother and some lady that was forced to be a part of some experiment.
He scrubbed his head with his hands and let out an exasperated breath. Man, he was balls deep in something he wanted no part of. And still, he was a big part of it. He wanted revenge for his brother.
“How do we stop this?” He asked.
He was ready to gather guns, explosives, you name it. They needed a plan first. One that they would never see coming.
“I want to kill the bastards. Just point me in the right direction.” He smiled coldly.
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Post by Dr. Janakowski on Jun 28, 2020 7:11:20 GMT 1
It's been a long night, and tomorrow will be a longer day...it will always be a longer day since those things were made...
I slumped down in the hotel mattress, drifting into a deep sleep and thinking of happier times...I think I was going to be married, and then I had to suddenly disappear, my groom left at the alter...
I can't think of those things anymore! I have to find the will and the fight to survive...all I need is a little rest...no time for woe as me, oh where has my life gone bullshit!
In the morning I awaken to the brightness of the sun, it's warm rays cascading through the window, a quick shower, pack my bags and it's off to the airport, destination...
Miami International Airport en route to the Bermuda Islands.
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Post by Mr. Bob Anderssson on Jul 9, 2020 6:25:10 GMT 1
Jimmy and I spoke late into the night at the cafe, finally at about 3 in the morning we decided to call it a night and I got us a room at the hotel across the street. He slept restlessly despite his exhaustion, and I could tell it was the creatures trying to get into his head. After he fell into a deep sleep I slipped to the bathroom and filled the tub full of cool water. Then removing the confining gray suit I slunk into my own deep sleep in the coolness of the water. Although, my kind do not truly sleep, we lie still in cool water and allow our pores to replenish our bodies for the next day, least our skin dries up like corn husks in a field, while we lie in a slightly comatose, albeit very alert, state.
As I lay still there were other thoughts I could hear permeating through the walls of the hotel. They were looking for her, her children, and there were many of them! And, she was also here, perhaps in the room directly above us!
I closed my thoughts to everyone and as the sun was rising, I dressed and met Jimmy back at the cafe where he was anxiously waiting to begin our mission. After a quick drink of coffee we took his cab to Miami International Airport. The next evening found us flying above the ocean, the creatures following close behind! Through the curtain I saw her, Dr. Janakowski flying first class and sipping a glass of champagne, her thoughts trailing as she smiled out into the clouds surrounding us..."To a new life, a new love, and new adventures!
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Post by Jimmy on Jul 10, 2020 1:20:38 GMT 1
Jimmy’s eyes squinted when he saw a flash of red heels. His head tilted when he saw the woman's face through the slit of the curtain. He nearly fell out of his seat from stretching to get a better look. The lady in first class intrigued him. He crunched on his ice from his second Bloody Mary he had. Mixed with the dramamine he took earlier it would surely take the nervous edge off. He didn’t like flying. He would rather drive. His mind began to float off into the clouds just like the plane was doing. Jimmy leaned his head back and closed his eyes. “Night night, Bob.” He said in a slurred voice to his traveling companion.
"To a new life, a new love, and new adventures!"
Was the last thought he heard. A small smile touched his lips as he drifted off to sleep.
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Post by Dr. Janakowski on Aug 3, 2020 6:42:53 GMT 1
I let out a deep sigh and looked out of the window at the soft clouds billowing past the airplane. I was flying first class, a small luxury for my services as a biochemist specializing in DNA manipulation for a secret branch of the CIA. The flight attendant handed me tall glass of champagne. I had nothing to celebrate, but I needed a buzz, something to lighten my moods after so much stress and anxiety over the past year. As I took the glass from the attendant my gaze picked up on a man who was steadily watching me. He was a handsome man, tall and rugged, with steel blue eyes and dark hair framing a masculine and chiseled face. I shifted in my seat for just a moment, a warm flush spreading over me before I had even taken a sip!
I quickly looked away and rolled my eyes grateful to see, as I took my sip of champagne, that he had now leaned back and was fast asleep. Silly of me to think such things as becoming instantly attracted to this man. I mean really! Where is your sense of responsibility?!! I booked this flight and now I am in route to an island off the coast of the Bermuda Triangle, yet a smile keeps creeping across my face as I see him slumping back in his chair... those kissable lips... those closed eyes hiding from me... waiting for me to gaze deeply into them...
Damn! I let out a deep sigh, closed my eyes and let out a snorkle ... a chuckle and half of a snort... which caused me to ungraciously spit out just a bit of my champagne, "Oh really, girl you seriously gotta get out more often!" I thought as I laid my own head back and enjoyed the rest of my flight. "I wonder where's he's headed..." My thoughts asked as I drifted into my own sleep, a small fleeting smile of happiness comforting me into my own deep sleep.
And for once in almost a year, no intrusive voices came into my head, the horrible chirping that sounded like crickets frying in toaster. No... "Where are you mother?!! We want you!! We are looking for you and we will get you!!!"
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Post by Mr. Bob Anderssson on Aug 10, 2020 5:15:13 GMT 1
The next morning Jimmy and I landed at an airport at the Cayman Islands. Having no luggage we quickly caught a cab and checked into the nearest Hotel. I rented two separate rooms. I did not know know how long we would be here and I wanted to ensure my privacy just in case I might have to shed my skins. I also preferred to soak in a tub of water instead of laying on a soft warm bed, which humans seemed to crave, and the warmth of the bed always dried my inner scales.
I knew that bringing Jimmy on this excursion into the unknown would not be a cheap trip, being his livelihood as a cab driver, I'm sure I would need to purchase his meals among other things. To simplify our stay, I slipped Jimmy my company's credit card and verbalize my approval for him to charge whatever he deemed necessary for his survival and comfort. In truth, there was no money on the card, but the charge would magically be paid, and yet mysteriously disappear over time. Where I came from there was no need for money. Our kind often joked about the need for humans to hand over pieces of paper, or plastic, in order to survive.
I told Jimmy I would meet him at noon for lunch, at which time we would discuss our next steps. An hour later, as I lay in a tub of cold water, I closed my eyes and allowed myself to morph into my real self, my body totally relaxed, my scales gladly opening and for once in weeks, enjoying the nutrition and refreshment of earths water.
Suddenly, my eyes snapped open, and in my minds eye I saw them! The mutant creatures were on the Island and within close tracks of their mother, Dr. Stephania Janakowski!
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Post by Jimmy on Aug 11, 2020 3:41:22 GMT 1
“Hmmm...whatever I deem necessary.” Jimmy smirked as he looked at the credit card Bob had given him. Bob said he would meet him for lunch tomorrow and went his separate way. Old people go to bed early. Made sense.
Jimmy caught a cab and went to get some new threads. He wanted to look his best for when he met some hot chick on this beautiful island. It wasn’t everyday that he could do this let alone ride in the back of a cab instead of driving one. He felt happy and adventurous.
He got a surfboard and a wetsuit. He spent some time out on the water riding the waves. He forgot about all his troubles for the time being. It was so nice to just relax and not worry about anything.
When he had enough surfing he went back to the hotel and ordered room service. Steak and Lobster and all the trimmings. He took a shower and dressed in a suit with a bow tie. He went out on the town to some fancy club where they served tropical drinks out on a huge patio and the band played near the beach.
It was heaven.
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Post by Mr. Bob Anderssson on Sept 13, 2020 8:51:41 GMT 1
Jimmy and I landed safely on the Island. Like all Islands it was a beautiful crisp day with a warm breeze and ocean spray that cooled my scaly skin. The next morning I gave him my credit card letting know know he could spend to his hearts desire. Shortly after, as I assumed, he did just that as each of his purchases rang a constant, rolling alert on my cellphone. I smiled, happy that he was enjoying his free time, because this would soon prove to be a long and perilous road for the both of us, and I needed him to be well rested both mentally and physically for all that lay ahead of us.
At a local bar I took out my other cell phone. This one, far advanced from human technology, unlike the other one that was steadily alerting me to my growing bill, this one could reach the stars and my home planet where my superiors awaited my updates.
I placed my sunglasses on my eyes to sheild them from the constant flickering that would occur when I mind communicated with my superiors. Staring into the phone it emitted sounds that only I could hear.
"I have reached the Island, I have Jimmy...he is the twin brother of the deceased man from which the male human DNA was stolen to complete the sequence needed to create the creatures." I paused momentarily to see if they had any questions about my new companion. They did not. "We will be arriving soon to the lab where the creatures were made." Unsure if I should relay the rest of my message I paused for a moment and then said, "The doctor is here with us, we will meet with her soon!"
My superiors answers were clear and short.
"Soon is not soon enough! Find her children and kill them before they begin their killing rampage on that planet!"
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Post by Dr. Janakowski on Sept 13, 2020 9:32:22 GMT 1
I stepped outside of my hotel room and out into the warm sunny breeze. The day was like no other I can remember, or maybe I longed for such a day that it felt like everything was new. I looked down at my clothes, the stuffy blue suit which was matched to a starchy white shirt, common CIA attire of course.
I longed for everything to be new. A new day, a new set of clothes, and perhaps a new life that might soon come to be. I took my credit card and did a little shopping, a new swim suit, beach towel and sunglasses, a few new pairs of jeans, cute blouses, running shoes, and just in case...a couple of skimpy little night club outfits with new pumps to match of course! Just in case that man with the blazing blue eyes on my flight might suddenly show up...I mean a girls gotta be prepared right?! After getting my nails and hair done I went back to my hotel room and threw my bags on the spare bed. Then taking out one of my club outfits I slipped it on and the sexy pumps soon followed. Grabbing my matching purse I headed out the door.
Technically, I was here on business, and very dire business at that. There were dreadful things hidden on the mountain sides of this Island. Things I never new existed until I was airlifted by private helicopter and then invited into the secrecy that was the paranormal division of the CIA. I was a doctor. A research scientist specializing in DNA mutation for the United States Military. My job, at it's origin, was to assist other doctors by making sure they did not fuck up our soldiers by turning them into monsters, or kill them trying.
After a time I found out about one of their most secretive and controversial experiments. In a nutshell: Aliens were indeed captured at Area 51 in Roswell New Mexico, and they resided peacefully with us as hidden citizens of our planet. However, among those aliens were creatures that could not be made peaceful citizens. They were hideous creatures and also vicious criminals known throughout their galaxy. They were extremely telepathic and excreted a slime similar to that of our komodo dragons. further, their slime could render a human comotose for weeks, finally dying as a dry husk of a corpse.
These are things that I refuse to worry about for now. The telepathic intrusions had stopped during the plane ride here. I was happy and healthy, and I wanted an adventurous night out on a beautiful Island!
Tomorrow, however, would be another day.
But, for tonight, the night club boomed with loud music, and as I stepped into the club there was laughter and happiness in the air! My blond hair flowing, my new pumps clicking, and my little black dress sparkling against the lights of life and carefree indulgence!
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Post by Jimmy on Sept 19, 2020 6:41:20 GMT 1
The weight of the voices had been heavy in his mind as they had boarded the plane. So many, scratching, clawing. They were gone for now. Now, he was enjoying life as he should.
He knew Bob had a plan up his sleeve for tomorrow. Jimmy touched his breast pocket under his vest where his gun was. It was a last minute purchase he got from the streets after withdrawing some cash. It was a necessary purchase in his mind's eye. Especially, if they were going to be dealing with creatures that wanted to kill them. He had to protect himself.
Jimmy was sandwiched between two women as they grinded on him with the music booming loudly. That dirty bass assaulted his ears while the laser lights created that subconscious drive within him. He was tipsy for sure and feeling good. The women were kissing him then each other. He knew where this was going. Good thing he bought condoms.
His electric blue eyes penetrated across the distance in the nightclub. He saw the lady from the plane. The one that he couldn’t stop staring at. His gaze grew serious. He swallowed thickly and pulled away from his company in an unapologetic manner. It was like a magnetic pull. He was drawn to her. Through the sea of bodies he made his way towards her. She wasn’t even aware he was approaching.
She was so beautiful in her black dress and high heels. Her hair was long and shiny and he longed to taste her ruby red lips. He came up from behind her and could smell her sweet perfume.
“Hi, I’m Jimmy.” He said, trying to get her attention over the loud music. “Can I buy you a drink?”
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Post by Dr. Janakowski on Oct 10, 2020 7:24:15 GMT 1
I'm usually very good at being aware of my surroundings, but maybe being overly cautious for such a long time had worn me down, and when I heard a strong voice offering to buy me a drink I nearly jumped right out of that sparkly black dress! I gulped dryly, and suddenly I desperately wanted that drink as I turned and looked straight into the gorgeous blue eyes of my mystery man from the plane!
"Oh hi!" I stammered awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I don't get out much," I said embarrassingly rolling my eyes. "I'm Jana, nice to meet you Jimmy." In my mind an old tune suddenly played in my head...Jana and Jimmy, sitting in a tree...k i s s i n g... "Umm, a... um, rum and coke would be nice!" I touched my face sure it must be flushed bright pink from sheer embarrassment, and so glad this man could not read my thoughts, or see them!
As the bartender handed me the drink, I asked Jimmy how his plane trip was, and again my face went red hot and my legs felt weak as his eyes told me...Ah so you noticed me on the plane hmmm...
"I mean," I stammered again, "It's not that I noticed you or anything!" I sighed and took another drink, thinking my drink could use a little more rum! "What brings you to the Island, business or pleasure?" Again, his eyes smiled wickedly at me, and again I took another quick drink wishing I could suddenly disappear due to my total social awkwardness.
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Post by Jimmy on Nov 27, 2020 20:16:43 GMT 1
Jimmy’s expression brightened when she gave him her full attention. He was aware that she was shy due to her cheeks turning pink yet she was thinking, Jane and Jimmy, sitting in a tree….k i s s i n g…
He stood ramrod straight when he caught her thoughts. His eyes ran from her head to her toes. The bartender handed him a rum and coke as well and he took a deep drink as his eyes remained fixated on her face.
“I mean,” She stammered again, “It’s not that I noticed you or anything!”
Yeah right..he thought, his lips spreading slowly into a smile. He downed his drink, setting the glass on the bar. “Well, Jana...I certainly noticed you. I’m here on business. What brings you here?” He asked and ordered another rum and coke.
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