Ask Event An Instance of Fear

[Doorcuttah]

Entering the employee longue Butters saw the collection what he assumed, animated droids crouched over the horroriffic looking mess on the floor. If that was all that happened, the Orcolan would have been extremely impressed with the attention to detail, the deathly smells and putrid appearance.

Then suddenly and without warning turned their attention on the innocent Butterscotch, a pang of terror went up his back as they lunged together in unison. The Orcolan's fight or flight response kicked in with a hefty lean into the latter. A loud, high pitched scream burst from the terrorfied Butters, courtesy of his natural operatic talent.

Next he immediately jumped over one of the tables nearby running as fast as his little legs could carry him, looking for anything that he could either climb into or onto.

 

[Khalid Din]

The group's words didn't seem to be enough as the droid kept talking and talking, the dread of a being that shouldn't be able to fear making the Tiefling's hair stand and his tail nerviously droop to the ground. As the droid killed itself and gave the jedi tinkering with it a painful goodbye gift, Khalid couldn't help but let out a sigh "darn it" Droids killing themselves out of fear, where else could someone hear something like that?

While the other jedi asked Ferrin about how he was doing, the Tiefling instead started to think about what the droid said, trying to make sense of his words "If that suicidal pile o' junk meant what I think it meant, they did something nasty to the station's generator" Khalid said, his eyes still focusing on the now dead droid "So...suppose that's the place we hafta go to" It was a guess, but it was a good place to start.

Soon after saying that however, The Tiefling jumped in terror as he heard the loud howls in the distance before pointing his gun in the direction they came from and getting ready to fire...Thankfully for the Orcolan, he had enough trigger discipline to not shoot at him as soon as he ran towards them, a lesson he had learned after accidentally stunning his brothers in the past.

@Mr. Teatime

 

[Raish]

Despite not knowing their origin or what they meant, Raish couldn’t get the symbols out of her mind. It was like an earworm looping over and over in her head, except somehow more annoying and harder to get rid of simply because she had no idea what the fuck they meant.

As she went back out in the hall, Raish was taken aback by the scene that unfolded rather suddenly. The screaming droid and the flash of electricity, the smell of sizzling skin. She made a mental note to add Pantoran to the list of species that didn’t smell very good when they were fried. A shame that no cracklins ever lived up to the originals.

Unbothered by the Jedi’s potential suffering and/or death,Raish’s attention instead was pulled to the howling screams coming from wherever the big green guy had gone off too. Whatever was going on there had to be more interesting than what was going on here.

Rushing off to see, Raish would arrive just in time to see the abominations in their full glory, skin dripping off their smiling faces in globs. Yikers, and people thought she was creepy looking and weird.

Figuring it would probably be a bad idea to let them get too close, Raish reached out with the force to grab one of the monsters and lift it up to use as a hammer to smash into one of the other ones.

She wouldn’t just stay here and hope the others would come help, though. After hopefully buying Big Green Daddy some time, she’d rush back to the group with a whimsy caked frolic before saying:

You guys have got to come see this.

Spoiler: tldr

Raish goes to where the Orc is and sees the creepy creatures and tries to use one as a hammer to smash another one before running back to the others and telling them to come look at what she'd found.

 

[M'Akio Beastmaster]

Akio was staring in horror as the droids head snapped to him. It began tearing itself apart while rambling about death. As it did Akio scurried back away from it his tail in between his legs. It then tore out it's core killing itself, sending a shock through the Jedi (@Altaris) hacking it.

Akio went to call out to the jedi when he heard a horrifying screech. His fur stood up and he quickly spun around to where it came. As he did the toothy girl (@Logan) came running up to the group claiming to have found something. "Did it have something to do with the scream." He pointed the blaster down the hallway she came from waiting for something to come chasing after her.

 

[Laeonas Tannaras]

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Fear. It had a way of slowing things to a crawl in the worst ways possible. It instilled in it’s victims a sense of impending doom, as if the next few seconds would see them witness something absolutely horrific.

The body’s explosion of gore and viscera sent him reeling backwards, and he watched as the men and women around him leapt into action. Blades were drawn, blasts were fired, a saber cleaved through metal and flesh. Conflict and chaos, and when he was frozen.

Until the AI spoke up again, and the fear within him began to change.

“Why does the Drexl hunt the Mynock? Because it is right to do so.”

Widening eyes, a twitch of the lip, a clench of the fist, a flicker of amber piercing aquamarine. They fixed on the creature of wire that had been halfway hacked apart by the force wielder’s saber, and he regarded it not with terror, but contempt.

It was a program, a droid, an object of the profane. Whatever “strength” this technological terror had was insignificant next to the power of the force. At once, Laeo would reach out, eyes wide as power coiled around the smaller droid. Fear and despair tried to creep back, but the episode he’d gone through had left him with little appetite for either, and he focused. Even as the larger abomination began to approach, he focused, taking steps back as was necessary.

As the newly assembled droid stalked forward, Laeo would try to disassemble it. The force clenched around it, not in the form of a squeezing choke, but in a terrible, tearing power, like fingers forcing their way through holes in a sheet and pulling. Wires, circuits, bits of metal, he would try to pull it apart with his power– or at the very least, disorient and slow it.

“I haven’t got a clue where the lab is.” He snapped at the man with the lightsaber. He wasn’t Sith– the fact he was being treated as more than a tool was proof of that. No, as he spoke of destroying this place, he made it clear that this was a kindred spirit.

“Maybe we should look for some main reactor instead? See how the Drexl handles getting it’s den firebombed?!” He asked, shouting the last line at the larger abomination with a contemptuous grin.

He wasn’t sure where Trini was, and he wouldn’t break his focus to look. Nevertheless, he would shout, “Lay down covering fire!” to her and anyone else with a working blaster.

@Mythos @AutoFox @Mr. Teatime @Akheron

Spoiler

TL;DR -- Laeo attempts to use the force to pull the chest burster droid apart, specifically trying to rip wires and circuitry. While focused he tries to make a slow retreat backwards and away from the two monstrosities.

 

[Ferrin Sipal]

Ferrin couldn’t help but wince - watching as the protocol droid struggled and screamed with incoherent terror. Nothing about the space station made sense to him. Nothing about the fear and panic attack that the droid experience made sense. There was something far more sinister at play, and the Pantoran couldn’t help the feeling that slowly began to creep up his spine - whispering that they weren’t the slightest bit prepared to face it.

His thoughts and efforts - naturally - were interrupted by the shock of electricity that coursed through his tools. The Pantoran was sent tumbling backwards, a shriek of pain erupting from his lips as he unceremoniously collapsed onto his back. The tips of his fingers felt as if they’d been set aflame, scorched and burned from contact with the metallic instruments. Ferrin kept his fingers spread apart, his face contorting with face for several, long seconds.

Nothing of use had been gained from the droid. Only the cryptic shrieks and wails of terror. Was any of that even credible to consider?

Moments passed before Ferrin opened his eyes again - golden gaze fixating upon Vanya. Slowly, the Pantoran began to work himself off the floor, rolling over onto his side and leaning his weight onto his elbows. “Never better..”

Only then did Ferrin look around the rest of the room.

“Where is Raish?”

 

[Kavi Medah]

Kavi was helpless to do anything as the droid screamed and finally died, sending Ferrin backwards. She stepped forward, but seeing there was no saving the thing, she drew back once again. Then the scream from the Employee Lounge. Someone else must have wandered off and gotten in trouble! The Jedi would run to the room, lightsaber in her right hand, ready to be activated. She'd enter in a defensive position, ready to help anyone inside.

 

[Spurius Livius Gaetulicus]

With the new abomination of metal and flesh making itself and it's intentions known. Spurius would aim his blaster pistol at the being and fire in between the advances of his group.

Spurius would make a point to keep his distance, hoping not to need his lightsaber just yet. He could feel the dark, twisted presence of this thing. Even with a relatively middling grasp on the force that the squire had - this thing was present to him. That was cause for concern enough, and all the more reason to keep his distance.

Spoiler: Actions Taken

1. Shooting at the approaching larger thing in between attacks or advances of allies, attempting not to hit them.

(@AutoFox @Mythos @Shalken @PurpleDelta @Akheron @Tom)

 

[Skyshatter]

Lok shook his head in brief disagreement with @Laeonas Tannaras as his gaze remained fixated upon the two mechanations. That wouldn't work. It had access to the communication array, it would like transmit its self somewhere else, somewhere unknown. That was it. The communication array! If they could tamper and destroy the array, then, maybe. But first they had to focus on the two before them.

"What about the Communications Array?" He shouted out to @Laeonas Tannaras as he turned the Westar 35 to stun mode. He knew full well it wouldn't disintegrate them, but perhaps, it could aid in their disruption. "If we could destroy them, we'd block it's access to an escape. Then we could destroy this entire place."

Firing three shots a piece into the two mechanations, Lok hoped the electrical stun would have some semblance of damage upon the two beings. If not, he likely just pissed them royally. "Everyone, focus your fire at stun, unless you have Ion weapons. It's likely going to be our only chance against them."

With that said, Lok continued firing three bursts of stun rounds at the two mechanations each time, only allowing the Westar 35 a few brief moments of cool down between each set of bursts.

 

[The Gatekeeper]

Chronically Terminal
(@AutoFox @Rimrald @Mythos @LouJoVi @Shalken @PurpleDelta @Akheron @Tom)

THEME​

As the minions of the overlord seemed to be gathering themselves up, physically, for an attack on the heroes of this misadventure the attacks started to come in thick and fast. While the one made of wires and sparking electricity seemed to be gaining mass from the wires pulled out from the flooring, Keck (@Shalken) was able to use the Force to boldly lift the droid from the floor, helping to separate the creature from it’s source of extra mass.

This was not the young Jedi’s intention as he was, naturally, just trying to ensure that the floor didn’t bully the little droid.

At the same time, Laeonas (@Tom) was very decidedly not on the same team as the droid made of wires, instead using the Force to pull and tear at the creature. The Force came easily as the man drew on his fear and uncertainty and anger at the creatures that faced him, perhaps letting the chill of the Dark Side seep into him. Through the sheer amount of effort he was putting into the attempt, Laeonas would begin to see success, the upper body of the droid tearing and ripping at the seams down the middle.

Before it could be completely torn apart, however, it began to link some of its wires together tighter, stitching the bottom half of the tear back together strongly. Still, the upper body was split in two - leaving its arms swinging freely before they swung up, pointing towards Laeonas as arcs of electricity leapt from the ends of its clawed hands towards the Force User.

Across to the other side, the quadrupedal droid twisted out of metal and flesh seemed to jerk to one side, as though surprised by pain, as the blaster fire from Spurius (@Rimrald) raked across its body. The blaster bolts seared and burst several pockets of flesh and rent some of the metal from the flank of the creature as it turned its head away from the blaster, taking shots to the torso to avoid taking them to its head.

Rather than pounce at Trodai (@Akheron), the flesh-metal creature seemed to inflate in the body before letting out a roar of twisting, shrieking, metal running against rusted metal. Along with the near-deafening sound, a barrage of sharpened metal scrap rushed toward the Pureblood as the beast attacked him.

Skyshatter’s (@Mythos) repeated stun shots were brave, admirable even, but useless against twisted machinery and dead flesh. There was no apparent central nervous system to disrupt. The blue bolts dissipated harmlessly on contact with both targets. Distracted and overfocused, facing down the screaming beast, fear took root.

(@Mythos) His hands shook, knees knocking, peripheral vision subtly turning darker. His heart beat faster and louder in his chest, the beginning of a mild panic attack despite his spike of adrenaline. Shots began to miss their target as Skyshatter couldn't keep a steady grip. (Timeout)

Trini (@AutoFox) felt it too. Every hair stood on end, tail stiff, ears pulling back. What sort of thing had Instance 13 become since their last encounter? What was happening? Why did it want to kill her? The instinct to run, to hide, all of it bore down on her chest and left her heart fluttering like a wounded bird. (Timeout)

Rivia (@PurpleDelta) froze in terror at the sight of things. Unsure where to go, what to shoot, what to do next. It all weighed on her shoulders with the immense gravity of a supermassive black hole. Pulling her down, dragging her into herself and her own unsteady and rapid-fire thoughts. As she stared ahead at the horrors before her, unseen eyes seemed to stare back, laughing in mockery at her fear. (Timeout)

From the almost forgotten datapad, the voice of the living employee called out to the group with a frantic note.

“Run!” he called out to them, “They’re just minions but they don’t stay down - they adapt quickly but they are slow, the wired one is almost rooted in place. Come on! I have some access to the security protocols… I… I can close blast doors between here and the bridge! Get moving, please! I… I just can’t sit here and watch and more people get torn up and mashed up into their minions!”

Once again, the lights along the walls flicker, one directing them toward the bridge level- also containing the communication array- and away from the way they had come and in the opposite direction of the rest of the group.

Spoiler: Chronically Terminal OOC

Skyshatter, Trini, and Rivia timeout. For the Halloween holiday weekend, DMs are extending the clock to Monday, Oct 30, 7:00pm EST.

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Scream Queens
(@Phoenix @Hastur @Altaris @Xorism @Logan @Versok @Javier esschoolbus @Altaris )​

Vanya (@Phoenix) and Ferrin (@Altaris) together would determine two things. One: Ferrin’s fingers were mildly burned and a bit twitchy but he should be fine, more or less. Two: Raish had scuttled to the room with the wild howling followed by operatic Orcolan screaming. The whole thing was really hard to miss, especially for someone with Sephi hearing. Raish (@Logan) herself had even come right up to them.

Doorcuttah’s (@Xorism) scream cut through the bloodied crewmember’s howling and briefly pushed them back, giving him time to find somewhere else to be. His bulk awkwardly jump-rolled over a breakroom table and he was left with a single option for higher ground: The top of the employee refrigerator. Scrambling up was slow, and even more awkward, but he successfully perched atop the fridge much like the galaxy's largest cat trying to avoid a vacuum cleaner. But then, he wasn't being chased anymore.

The mad crewmembers had been drawn to another. Raish (@Logan) threw one grinning being into another with a wet, solid thump, both falling to the ground in a flailing heap. They worked on getting upright again but they were furious and lacked dexterity. Three more turned and locked their on her to scream with tongueless mouths, charging her as she froliced away.

Leaving Kavi (@Acceber) in their way. As she ran to the room, she came face to face with three living beings in crew uniforms just before passing through the door. She was struck with the smell of copper, rust, and grease. The beings felt wrong in the Force, twisted and mad, and they looked like they’d been eating each other and themselves. Together they rushed forward, uncoordinated but enraged, snarling wildly and trying to wholesale tackle Kavi to the ground, clawing at her with filthy fingernails and biting with bloodied maws.

Beastmaster (@Javier esschoolbus) and Khalid (@Versok) would see them through the employee lounge doorway but would have to find a way to safely fire around the Jedi. Or unsafely. Their choice. The ravenous beings wouldn’t judge them. Either way, so long as an opening presented itself they'd get easy shots on the poor, slavering souls.

THEME​

All the while, something was stirring. Cremek (@Hastur) may have feigned casual indifference to the whole situation, planning to run away at the first sign of trouble just like every other time in the past. Not helping, not harming, just there. The armored coward in whom apathy ruled. Watching things play out as fear crept up his spine and sank into mind and soul. Soaking in it. Drowning in it.

Cremek (@Hastur) stood on a precipice. A lone sailor peering from the deck of his ship to see… nothing. Just an ocean at midnight. Infinitely wide, infinitely deep, and infinitely black. Below him, unseen, there’s…

Something huge. Bigger than the ocean. Groaning, invisible. The walls seemed to narrow, the unseen jaws of the station closing in around him.

Spoiler: Scream Queens OOC

Cremek (@Hastur) must roll d20-1 against a fear effect. Skyshatter, Trini, and Rivia timeout. For the Halloween holiday weekend, DMs are extending the clock to Monday, Oct 30, 7:00pm EST.

 

[Trodai Narat-iv-Adas]

As Trodai looked a the creature, he held no fear. Standing stoic and determined despite the inner turmoil he had faced in the previous weeks. Such thoughts still crossed his mind, but he had for now managed to keep them hidden for most part. Right now such thoughts matters little, this was war. And he he would win the battle.

He would make certain of it.

Spoiler

Attempted Force Push roll D20: 15

And so focusing, even as his ears threatened to bleed, he stood defiant. Covering them for a moment before noticing the shards of razor heading his way and so he acted. Focusing within the Darkness of the Force, and feeling himself with his Rage and Wrath the warrior of the Sith met the beast with a equal blast the opposite way unleashing a powerful Force Push. Intending to blow not just the creature back but the razor sharp shards back into it. The irony of being shredded by its own shards.

Even if it didn't outright kill it, it would aid in at least disorienting the beast. Listening, he decided to heed the advice. Besides he had gained some valuable insight. Especially about the rogue droid. And part of it's motivation. In much the same way as the Sith, it appeared to now view most as simply prey. And he or she the hunter. That the strong had the right to hunt the weak.

He could respect that.

Besides t he would not abide becoming part of it's machinations. He would show who was truly the stronger between them and it was he And not the droid who was the hunter here. That he had made a grave error to dare defy the Sith. To defy him and think him prey.

He tried to shake Rivia from her stupor. Enough at least so he could move her with him and get further in the facility. He could not do this alone, he needed allies.

"Now is not tell time to be resting! Dismiss the fear you feel and what you see inside. Face the fear and control it! We must move!"

Spoiler

OOC: Actions Taken -
1.Unleashed a powerful Force Push, aimed to send the creature flying back and the razor shards it sent back into it.

2.Attempted to wake Rivia from her fear stupor and move deeper into the facility.

@Mr. Teatime @Mythos @PurpleDelta

 

[Cremek "Krayt" Candorus]

Cremeks heart begins to pound, he was there, all over again on prakith, the spirit invading his mind and being about his darkest fears, his most hollow regrets, that he had hoped to find solace in insanity from!..

Cremek did not experience fear like most would, no, no, no, Cremeks voluntary spiral into the path of insanity was to deter this!!

..no, cremek suffered not a moment of insanity, as he was already insane.. but pure, unbridled sanity..a rude wake up call to his pleasant blood soaked dream.

the prospect of thinking not like a krayt dragon, searching for it's next meal, but a man, cremek realized the fallacies, the hypocrisies..

..the man who he abandoned to become a being of perfect hatred..

a man who was imperfect, weak, the being he could have swore was killed in the pursuit of the profane knowledge on dantooine that had broke his mind to begin with.

no-no-no-no! HE WAS DEAD,
THAT MAN WAS DEAD, TRAPPED, GONE FOREVER, ONLY TO BE CALLED WHEN NEEDED!

But cremek was sith, fear.. fear led to anger, and in anger, cremek found hate, and in hate... He found solace.. a balm upon his guilty heart, but the pain, the mental pain!

It howled inside him, his instinct to resort to what he does best when under pressure taking sway...the urge to kill.

But while his mind was willing, his legs wouldn't move.. bound to the ground he stood on like they were bolted there.. as cremek mustered the courage to leap into the fray.. the most he could do at this second while he had this epiphany was to hastily and sloppily take out his lightsaber, and have It at the ready.

Spoiler: Tlder

rolled a 9, cremek is Experiencing the beginnings of a panic attack

@scream Queens:D @Mr. Teatime

 

[Spurius Livius Gaetulicus]

Echoing the information coming from the datapad

"You all heard him - we don't know how to kill them. It's time to go!" Spurius shouted, his voice carrying a mix of fear and panic. Having seen at least half of his group nearly freeze entirely in what seemed to be fear (@AutoFox @PurpleDelta @Mythos).

"We need you in this fight if any of us are to survive." Spurius concluded his attempt at rousing them from their stricken state, in chorus with the one unleashing a force push at the larger abomination (@Akheron).

Stowing his blaster pistol in it's holster, Spurius would slide his hand to the small of his back, freeing his saber hilt from his belt. Letting it slide down into position in his hand and igniting the blade. A purple shaft of light jumping from the hilt as he leveled the weapon on the direction of the smaller abomination. Seeing that the other was likely being dealt for the time being.

Spruius readies his blade to parry any incoming projectiles, and with his free hand channeling the force in an attempt to prepare to force push the smaller abomination if it decides to advance toward the smaller creature who lifted it or the one who just attempted to rip it in half (@Shalken @Tom).

"Head for the doors, we have to get to the bridge, you all heard the man!" Spurius shouts, with excitement and that tinge of fear.

Spoiler: Actions Taken

1. Spurius draws and readies his lightsaber to deflect incoming projectiles
2. Spurius readies himself to use a force push on the smaller creature if it goes to attack anyone
3. Spurius does this while heading for the door

 

[Vanya]

Everything about this place was horrifying. She found herself wishing that she had never come here, but if she didn't face down this evil, then who would? It was her duty and responsibility. Yeah, well, duty and responsibility sucked.

She knew she couldn't let down her fellow Jedi, though, and that was what hurtled her into action. It was the simple realization that no matter how much she wanted to quit or turn back, she couldn't. There was no other option. Plus the doors were sealed, apparently.

Her lightsaber burst to life in her hand and she darted toward the sickening flesh-covered machines, but the first thing she found that was hostile were actually... just people. Granted, they were twisted and warped people, but people nonetheless.

She launched a saber strike at one of the corrupted humans - the one furthest on the end - aiming to cleave him directly in two before he could reach Kavi (@Acceber) and thrusting her other hand out to knock back the other two with the Force and hopefully give her fellow Jedi an opening to strike.

 

[Keck]

His plan was working! The floor wasn't attacking the droid anymore! But Keck was feeling extra smart today, and he knew he couldn't keep this up forever. On top of that, they now had a bigger problem. If the floor was attacking this droid, it was only a matter of time before the floor clued in that Keck was helping the wire-bot stay away; what if the floor started attacking the group, too? There wouldn't be any escape - the floor was everywhere.

But then Keck heard the datapad talking, and it all suddenly made sense.

The bridge! What better way to get off of a floor than to be on a bridge? It was perfect. They were lucky this station even had a bridge they could stand on. Trying to keep the droid elevated as long as he could, Keck would start to move in the direction of the inviting, glowing lights leading to the bridge. "Follow lights! Stand on bridge!" he called out to the others. Every moment they stood on the floor put them in mortal peril.

 

[Skyshatter]

Tha-thump.......Tha-thump...... Tha-.....

Lok could feel the fear creeping up his spine, sending goosebumps across his form as his body felt the chill of the moment in nothing more than thought.

Tha-thump... Tha-thump... Tha-thump... Tha-thump... Tha- th...

His heart would grow faster as each moment passed and his rate of fire would seem to slow down as the moment of panic would set in against his focus.

Tha-thump. Tha-thump. Tha-thump. Tha-thump. Tha-thump. Tha-thump. Tha-thump.

His strain to focus would be hindered by the heated haste of his heart beat as adrenaline would pump its course across his form as the narrative of fight or flight came into the brief moment of realization. His hand would falter. The Westar 35 had been a pointless endeavor.

"Minions.... rooted... get to the bridge. Lok heard bit and pieces of the being's plea amidst his moment of panic and realization. Still holding the pistol and also equipping his lightsaber in his opposing hand, although unactivated, he spoke aloud. "You heard the man. Let's get to the bridge. There's no time to waste. Our questioning answers will be there."

Lok wasted no time in his retreat, turning to head toward the flickering lights that pointed his direction away from the battle and toward the bridge. Fighting minions was a lost cause and served no true purpose. And still, the fear lingered.

Spoiler

Lok equipped his unactivated lightsaber in his non-dominate hand, and made a retreat, along signaling the others.

 

[Trini Halrixien]

Trini's heart thudded in her chest, fear paralyzing her as monsters the like of which she had never imagined bore down on her and her friends. The ion blaster, it seemed, was no good; it fell from nerveless fingers, its strap holding it over the Amaran's shoulder. Her untrained Force sensitivity roiled with the taint of the Dark Side...

Abruptly, she bared her teeth. They were monsters, yes, but she had fought monsters before.

"Kriff it, I've killed you before!"

Just as arcs of electricity jumped from the mechanical abomination Laeonas (@Tom) had tried to wrench in half with the Force, Trini performed a quick-draw. The heatbeam came up in a practiced arc, and as it did, a thin line of actinic light blazed across the intervening distance. The beam was only present for a split second, connect Trini and the abomination, but the motion of the Amaran's draw would carve the beam across the monster. It was no lightsaber, but a Heatbeamer's art was nothing to trifle with, and Trini had studied and practiced well.

 

[Khalid Din]

Khalid looked in disgust at the maddened creatures that had been wailing in the distance made themselves visible...The hell did they do to them? Could they even be called human? Well, fuck that, they were called target practice...Or they would be, could the Tiefling shoot at them without risking taking out one of the jedi.

Deciding that it was relatively safe to fight in the front now, the Tiefling started to dart forward, trying to stand amongst the jedi and pulverize some weird zombie's head. However, one of the jedi decided to push them away, so, now with a clear view, Khalid raised his blaster and pointed it at one of the two creatures sent back, firing at it as many times as it took until it stopped moving. After that, he would start backing up once more, letting the jedi take the brunt of the attack once more, but this time he would be closer enough to jump in with his Matukai gauntlets, should there be a need for that.

 

[M'Akio Beastmaster]

Akio looked at the creatures in horror. There's no way these used to be people. They acted nothing like anyone he had met. It didn't matter what they were or may have become right now they were endangering others.

He followed behind the Tiefling until he darted in to the fray. Instead he opted to position himself with an angle to shoot inside the room. He got in position to watch as the jedi pushed them back and the Tiefling killed on. Akio aimed at the second one that got sent back and fired at it until it stopped moving. He then kept himself in a position to provide cover fire if needed to the group holding the front lines.

 

[Doorcuttah]

Butters couldn't be more relieved to see the spooky-ass beings chase after another, leaving him to the freedom of picking the fridge clean. At least, that's what he wanted to do as his lofty heiny made it back onto the ground floor with a slight thud.

With one hand on the fridge door and an eye to the one where they'd run out, Butters groaned. "I'll be back for you...." He gently said, making the choice to chase after Raish and make sure the little furious fuzzball was okay. (@Logan)

After all, what was the fun in completing the event alone and by yourself if everyone else had been knocked out of the running?