The Monster Inside ***An apocalyptic thriller RP***

Is this a good idea?

  • Yes, you should make some more of these types of thriller RPs!!!

  • Yeah, I guess it's kinda cool, but a little scary for my taste.

  • Nah, too freaky. *bundles in blanket to ward off bad guys*

  • Yes, I think it's a cool idea, but I would prefer if you made other types of RPs.


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Zayne’s eyelids grew heavy as he sank deeper into the cushion, letting exhaustion take over. If everything went well, he would be gone by the time Sky woke up. He was grateful for their hospitality, and hated the thought of overstaying his welcome.
His eyes fluttered open as he jolted awake, the screams sounding as if the were from the other room. No, it can’t be, he thought, jumping to his feet. . . . Could it?
Zayne rushed into the kitchen, pulling his knife out. What he saw made him falter, taking a few steps back. Two monsters, one of them that looked strangely like Kit, standing in the broken window, and Sky next to the one with crooked glasses.
He glanced between the monsters, fear crawling down his spine. He couldn’t fight them. Did he get Jean and run, or did he try to help Sky? He doubted he could outrun them with Jean, and even if he could, the thought of leaving Sky for dead made him feel ill. If he stayed to fight, they would all end up dead.
 
Emily almost rammed into Aisling when the older girl stopped suddenly. "What is it..." She began, looking around Aisling's shoulder. Before Emily could see anything, Aisling grabbed Emily's hand and forced her to turn around. Aisling didn't say a word, but Emily had seen her face. Aisling's face was pale, her eyes were wide with absolute terror and anguish. Emily could tell something was terribly wrong. She tried to look back, to see what had terrified Aisling so much, but Aisling once again blocked her view, pulling Emily around the corner once more, running faster than ever
Malachi has just finished scavenging what he could from the abandoned apartment and when he emerged, he saw two girls running in his direction. He shut the door behind him, loosely holding onto his backpack strap and opened his mouth to speak, but he saw the utter terror in their faces. It was the same emotion he saw in the middle-aged woman from earlier, pale, frightened, and running for her life from the monsters. He figured these two girls were doing the exact same, and stopping them to ask a futile question wasn’t worth the risk.
 
Razor squeezed the monster in their hands, crushing it with inhuman strength. It clawed at their arms, but the wounds only sizzled and healed. With a lumbering gait, Razor walked to the window and tossed the crumpled monster out. They then turned, seeing Zayne in the doorway. I have it handled, boy.
 
Malachi has just finished scavenging what he could from the abandoned apartment and when he emerged, he saw two girls running in his direction. He shut the door behind him, loosely holding onto his backpack strap and opened his mouth to speak, but he saw the utter terror in their faces. It was the same emotion he saw in the middle-aged woman from earlier, pale, frightened, and running for her life from the monsters. He figured these two girls were doing the exact same, and stopping them to ask a futile question wasn’t worth the risk.
Ashling glanced over and saw a person standing at the door of an apartment. "I suggest you get out of here. Right around the corner, there was a..." She glanced down at Emily, who was watching Ashling with a mix of curiosity and dread. "Let's just say that something bad happened back there." She glanced back. She could hear something...she took off sprinting once more
 
Ashling glanced over and saw a person standing at the door of an apartment. "I suggest you get out of here. Right around the corner, there was a..." She glanced down at Emily, who was watching Ashling with a mix of curiosity and dread. "Let's just say that something bad happened back there." She glanced back. She could hear something...she took off sprinting once more
Malachi didn’t hesitate to take the girls advice— he certainly didn’t want to fight off a monster that could easily be avoided. He took off running as well, past the stairwell and towards a working elevator. He pressed the button urgently as the number started to count up to his floor. “Hey the elevator is still working here if you need it.” he called out to them, offering another way of escape.
 
Malachi didn’t hesitate to take the girls advice— he certainly didn’t want to fight off a monster that could easily be avoided. He took off running as well, past the stairwell and towards a working elevator. He pressed the button urgently as the number started to count up to his floor. “Hey the elevator is still working here if you need it.” he called out to them, offering another way of escape.
Ashling quickly came to a halt and walked over to the elevator. "Thanks," She breathed.
 
Ashling quickly came to a halt and walked over to the elevator. "Thanks," She breathed.
Malachi nodded and glanced down the hallway to see the unusual shape of a monster emerge from around the corner. It was the monster that was chasing the two girls. He gritted his teeth and returned his gaze to the elevator. Hurry up already... Once the doors finally opened, they were met with a bloody scene. Blood was splattered every where on the floor and walls, but there were no remnants of a corpse— except for a single amputated forearm that had its hand still attached. The hand was holding a Pulaski, the fireman’s axe that’s usually set up in a glass box inside a building. Malachi entered quickly, ignoring the grotesque scene and picked up the arm, tearing the axe from the hand and awaited the two girls entry before pushing any buttons.
 
Malachi nodded and glanced down the hallway to see the unusual shape of a monster emerge from around the corner. It was the monster that was chasing the two girls. He gritted his teeth and returned his gaze to the elevator. Hurry up already... Once the doors finally opened, they were met with a bloody scene. Blood was splattered every where on the floor and walls, but there were no remnants of a corpse— except for a single amputated forearm that had its hand still attached. The hand was holding a Pulaski, the fireman’s axe that’s usually set up in a glass box inside a building. Malachi entered quickly, ignoring the grotesque scene and picked up the arm, tearing the axe from the hand and awaited the two girls entry before pushing any buttons.
Emily let out an ear-piercing scream. Her face was white as paper and her eyes were about as big as tea saucers. Aisling grimaced but tugged Emily onto the elevator.
 
Emily let out an ear-piercing scream. Her face was white as paper and her eyes were about as big as tea saucers. Aisling grimaced but tugged Emily onto the elevator.
Malachi tossed the dismembered arm into the hallway before closing the doors and starting their descent to the ground floor. Once they we’re temporarily out of harms way, he sighed and leaned against the wall of the elevator as it hummed. He looked at the older curly haired girl in the corner of his eye and surrendered the Pulaski over to her. “You’re gonna need this” he murmured softly, “Those monsters are ruthless.” He was fine with his brass knuckles, even if they weren’t as affective and powerful as an axe. He couldn’t let them be helpless and vulnerable.
 

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