I can't refuse a story challenge! Never!
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The main character wakes up in a dark room, cold and damp. Nothing is there to greet her, nothing but the sound of a cable sparking to her right, the repeditive spark giving the room brief flashes of light. She sits up, confused... How she got here was a blur. All she remembers is her own ship losing power, life support having failed as she passes out from the lack of oxygen. She lets out a sigh, looking around the room. She's in a simple square room made of cold metal, black dust floating in the air, every time she opens her mouth she tastes the stale powder, the powder scentless. Behind her there are six tubes... a base of metal that supports a glass tubing, one that looks like someone could fit in when closed. Four are broken and one has the base ripped out of the floor. The base is all the way across the room, its on top of someone, though its much too dark to see any details. The woman crawls over to the man, eventually landing her hand in a puddle of gore. She yelps and jumps back, looking at her hands... She stands up, and looks towards the door, an open doorway with the sliding doors blown off, from the inside or outside she can't tell. She composes herself a little, then walks over to the man, trying to find a gun or something useful off of him. She find what LOOKS like a pistol, pulling it out of his hand. "S-sorry..." She says, not bothering to check what race the crushed man is as she walks out of the room.
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The area outside a rectangle room, lit dimly by malfunctioning violet lights on the ceiling. The room is what looks like was a genocide - Multiple people with skin varying from gray to white to red with various mechanical implants are scattered dead all about, half cut like tissue paper by something... yet more torn apart, blown up, crushed...
This room looks like it was a control room for something, various consoles with many buttons strewn about, most of them part of the wall, though even consoles that were apparently PART of the wall got torn out, leaving a dark hole.
Keeping her weapon closeby, she looks to the three doors she hasn't entered yet... left wall, front wall, right wall. She walks over to the closest one, the left, and peeks in.... Only a few feet away is a collapsed corridor, the cieling having fallen. "No way i'm getting through that..." She says very silently, backing away. She now moves towards the front door...
1:50
Bodies everywhere in a long, corridor-like room. suddenly, the sound of a repeating phrase is heard, somewhat distant, a foreign language of some kind. She turns to her left, peeking through a door... a four-legged spider-like robot is half destroyed, repeating the same phrase over and over, glitching pronounciation often. She lets out a sigh... this place is creepy, much too creepy...
Kay um, hope you liked the spam that was invented out of this song. Too lazy to keep going, only got 1000 characters left or so now. High quality, inguenitive layout, good use of insturments, creepy... epic.
5/5 10/10!
Embracing Oblivion