by Chedastan » Tue Dec 09, 2014 4:55 pm
by Saint Morning » Wed Dec 10, 2014 12:35 pm
by Mincaldenteans » Wed Dec 10, 2014 8:18 pm
by Jessjohnesik » Thu Dec 11, 2014 8:50 am
by Chedastan » Fri Dec 12, 2014 10:33 pm
by Saint Morning » Sun Dec 14, 2014 10:23 am
Chedastan wrote:
"So... Cold..." Simon muttered to himself again, shivering a bit. It didn't help he was still restrained and he couldn't even wrap his arms around his body, and that he was still only in his boxers. Surely they wouldn't let me die out here before they get me to the transport, right? Simon thought to himself, already worrying about the possibly of hypothermia. Really only a few minutes had passed since he got here, though it already felt like awhile to him. He looked around again, and had noticed that a woman had distanced herself from the rest of them. What's her deal? Simon then approached her, curious and wanting to pass the time by maybe talking to someone. "So what's your deal, I guess?" He asked her.
by Mincaldenteans » Tue Dec 16, 2014 12:06 am
Chedastan wrote:On a lot of the streets in Budapest, they were surveillance cameras on seemingly every street corner, scanning for threats to the Hungarian government. A camera turned to look in Jaren's direction, then slowly turned in to a different direction. One has no way of knowing if the camera had spotted them suspicious or not, though seeing several policemen or KPH agents running towards you soon afterwards is probably a good indicator. Instead several men wearing pro-government armbands ran past Jaren. "GET THE FUCKING FREAK!" One of them shouted as they ran. These seemed to be militia men of sorts, and it looks like they're gathering in the middle of the sidewalk. If one were to look a little further they would see that they were circling around a bloodied Nevidian man who had already had his cloths torn off, and a few of the militia men were punching and kicking at him. "PLEASE STOP!" He begged them, though it seemed to only aggravate the militia men more. Not one of the bystanders outside of the militia mob circle seemed to want to put an end to the vicious hate crime that was happening in front of them, either because they couldn't, or simply because they don't care. The Nevidian man is as good as dead if the barbaric beating isn't put to an end.
by Chedastan » Wed Dec 17, 2014 7:54 pm
by Altito Asmoro » Fri Dec 19, 2014 9:43 pm
by Mincaldenteans » Sat Dec 20, 2014 12:32 pm
Chedastan wrote:Opening his now swollen and bloodied eyes, the Nevidian man quickly noticed he didn't received another blow to his head as he had expected, instead he saw that a man had stepped in to help him from his vicious attackers and was trying to fight them off. He was surprised, but thankful that anyone would step in at all. Though he could only assume the act was meant to just give him time to escape, as it seemed his attackers were going to quickly overwhelm his savior. "Get out of here!" His savior had shouted to him, thus helping to prove his assumptions that he was meant to leave right away. Seeing that there was an opening at the other end of the alleyway to get onto the next street, he fought his fears and injuries, and quickly limped his way there. Upon getting there, he quickly made his way across the street, he knew he needed a place to hide for awhile. He wished he could have thanked that man for rescuing him, and for bringing some faith back that the world still has some good left in this world. A fresh tear had ran down his still bloodied cheek.
Unfortunately Jaren's act of heroism had led him to a problematic situation. As one of the militia men from behind him had gotten his taser out, and preceded to shock Jaren with tens of thousands of volts. Then two more militia men appeared from outside the alleyway and charged at Jaren and quickly tackled him to the ground and handcuffed him. Then the other militia men regained their stance and then preceded to all stamp on Jaren with their boots, until they had essentially had beaten the shit out of him. After they had excessively subdued him and quickly gathered that he was a Nevidian, they put a black bag over his head, and radioed in to report to the KPH of their incident. "Yeah 3-4, we got a pale fucker here that was trying to play hero for another pale fucker. The other fucker had slipped by though, but it couldn't had gone too far... Yeah, uh huh... Got it." The militia man then turned to the rest of his men. "They're sending a van over to pick up this fucker." He said to them. In which in no time a KPH van had stopped by the alleyway's entrance, and had it's doors flung open, letting out a few agents. As they dragged Jaren into the van, one of the agents had congratulated the militia men for their valiant efforts and said they'll be rewarded. The van doors then close, and it preceded to drive off to the holding areas.
by Altito Asmoro » Thu Dec 25, 2014 9:28 am
by Jessjohnesik » Thu Dec 25, 2014 10:51 am
by Chedastan » Thu Jan 01, 2015 11:00 am
by Altito Asmoro » Wed Jan 28, 2015 5:28 am
by Nulvelith » Thu Feb 05, 2015 6:29 pm
by Chedastan » Sat Feb 14, 2015 10:24 am
by Nulvelith » Sat Feb 14, 2015 1:15 pm
Chedastan wrote:The idea of squatters living in any of Hungary's sewers, has always been seen as yet another annoyance the Hungarian government has to deal with. Usually the squatters that live and sleep in the sewers were seen generally as nothing more than mere pests, and clearly not anywhere near to actual people. As such, "clean up" jobs are preformed almost nearly everyday in the cities and major towns, to literally get rid of them through any means felt necessary, usually cruel and inhuman ones. In this particular instance, the section of the sewer system where Nul was sleeping in, was scheduled for an random purge this morning.
On the surface, several soldiers and maintenance workers with trucks with large gas tanks on them, were filling the section of the sewers with an odorless, and flammable gas. Of course this gas was developed with it being fail proofed in mind, as the gas doesn't light up to any ordinary flame, one would need a specific sort of lighter to cause to gas to light up. And the use of the gas itself was originally thought up as to also clean the sewers of the usual filth, and allow for better conditions for maintenance, alongside sadistically burning alive any undesirable who had dared to simply be in it, which would essentially kill two birds with one stone.
Once they were done with filling the section up with what gas they have, they would soon sealed the manholes up with their covers. But not before dropping an remote lighter down into the sewers. And of course they would had shot anyone that tried to leave it. "Come on, let's fry these ghost fuckers now!" The soldier with the detonator said to his men, right before he pressed the button to the lighter. Instantly causing an almost purple spark to light at the bottom of the sewers where the remote lighter was dropped. Immediately causing a massive scorching hot fireball to be created. Which soon expanded and made it's way though the section of the city's sewer system, going through tunnel to tunnel, making quickly advancing walls of fire. The first victim was an unfortunate Nevidian youth, who was instantly charred to death before she even knew it. As more and more were burned alive as the fire advanced, it soon reached the area where Nul had been sleeping in the pile. Though soon before that, a man from the tunnel ahead had let off a scream. "Run for it! FIRE! FIRE!" Before he was consumed by the wall of fire himself and died.
A few people had heard it, and then tried desperately to leave the sewers to save themselves, but found that their closest exit had been sealed shut and couldn't be budged. Of course one has said there is a way to survive any deadly situation, you just have to find it quick, and do what is necessary to survive. Nul has a few seconds before the flames reaches her and the pile.
by Jessjohnesik » Sun Feb 15, 2015 8:57 am
by Chedastan » Sun Feb 15, 2015 10:40 am
by Jessjohnesik » Sun Feb 15, 2015 11:52 am
by Nulvelith » Sun Feb 15, 2015 7:44 pm
Chedastan wrote:Upon entering the phone company's website, one could notice that the website itself seemed a bit off. Most notably the url for it seem to be just random bits of letters and numbers, and no actual site name, though one could plausibly dismissed it as just being lazy coding from a recent site update. And also the website seemed to be refreshing itself constantly, making using it to be rather annoying and a bit sluggish. But the most alarming thing about the website, is that it immediately tries to force install what would appear to be malicious software that included spyware and encrypts, onto Johanna's computer.
Inside the unmarked white car with dark tinted windows, that was across the street from Johanna's home. A man had been at work at his laptop. He had spent weeks on this single case, and he was now diligently monitoring the screen of his laptop, just waiting for all the data and information to hopefully show up on it. As once he sees what he had been looking for, he can finally call in for the vans.
Luckily for Nul, it would seem that her quick action by diving into the mucky sewage, had kept alive momentarily. As the flames had reached where she was, and burned alive everyone else who didn't do the same thing she did, the sewage would appeared to have preserved her and whoever else from the flames. Of course there were the unlucky people who didn't fully submerge themselves into the sewage, and were now screaming in agony as exposed sections of their bodies had been burnt, and were also now open to infection. And it didn't help there is now an almost unbearable stench than there were before, it was very nauseating alone, to not even mention the gruesome state of the corpses. It would sane for anyone to leave now, before the mop up teams inevitably arrive.
by Mincaldenteans » Sun Feb 15, 2015 9:04 pm
by Chedastan » Mon Feb 16, 2015 9:01 pm
by Mincaldenteans » Mon Feb 16, 2015 9:43 pm
Chedastan wrote:Simon would noticed that two people from his huddle had left to meet up with the newest entry in the pen. Simon could only assume that they must had knew each other, and had to have been part of the same movement. A thought came to him that maybe he should get to know some of these people that he was with, figuring that some of them may have some connections that might help him get out of whatever the Hungarian Government was planning on doing to him and or Maria. Of course that was the only thing he think about trying to do, as there wasn't much else to do around here.
He then noticed that the newest entry had left the two people he knew to stand around. Simon figured this may be a better time than any to attempt to introduce himself to this man. Stepping out of the huddle, he walked towards this man, all while thinking of something to say. But his train of thought was interrupted when a guard shouted at everyone in the pen. "Alright, 10 minutes before the transport gets all you fucking runts!" Simon then knew that he may perhaps not have all the time he may needed. But regardless, he continued to approached the man, and once he was close, he uttered what he had to say to him. "Ah, hello..." He said a bit awkwardly, realizing he didn't have much to say, if really at all.
by Altito Asmoro » Tue Feb 17, 2015 1:06 am
Chedastan wrote:The idea of squatters living in any of Hungary's sewers, has always been seen as yet another annoyance the Hungarian government has to deal with. Usually the squatters that live and sleep in the sewers were seen generally as nothing more than mere pests, and clearly not anywhere near to actual people. As such, "clean up" jobs are preformed almost nearly everyday in the cities and major towns, to literally get rid of them through any means felt necessary, usually cruel and inhuman ones. In this particular instance, the section of the sewer system where Nul was sleeping in, was scheduled for an random purge this morning.
On the surface, several soldiers and maintenance workers with trucks with large gas tanks on them, were filling the section of the sewers with an odorless, and flammable gas. Of course this gas was developed with it being fail proofed in mind, as the gas doesn't light up to any ordinary flame, one would need a specific sort of lighter to cause to gas to light up. And the use of the gas itself was originally thought up as to also clean the sewers of the usual filth, and allow for better conditions for maintenance, alongside sadistically burning alive any undesirable who had dared to simply be in it, which would essentially kill two birds with one stone.
Once they were done with filling the section up with what gas they have, they would soon sealed the manholes up with their covers. But not before dropping an remote lighter down into the sewers. And of course they would had shot anyone that tried to leave it. "Come on, let's fry these ghost fuckers now!" The soldier with the detonator said to his men, right before he pressed the button to the lighter. Instantly causing an almost purple spark to light at the bottom of the sewers where the remote lighter was dropped. Immediately causing a massive scorching hot fireball to be created. Which soon expanded and made it's way though the section of the city's sewer system, going through tunnel to tunnel, making quickly advancing walls of fire. The first victim was an unfortunate Nevidian youth, who was instantly charred to death before she even knew it. As more and more were burned alive as the fire advanced, it soon reached the area where Nul had been sleeping in the pile. Though soon before that, a man from the tunnel ahead had let off a scream. "Run for it! FIRE! FIRE!" Before he was consumed by the wall of fire himself and died.
A few people had heard it, and then tried desperately to leave the sewers to save themselves, but found that their closest exit had been sealed shut and couldn't be budged. Of course one has said there is a way to survive any deadly situation, you just have to find it quick, and do what is necessary to survive. Nul has a few seconds before the flames reaches her and the pile.
Naturally tensions will be high in the warehouse, between the asylum seekers and militiamen. Given the "living" conditions the asylum seekers were provided. Obviously a lot of them weren't contempt to continue to live like this. As for most of them, they've been running for their lives and safety, and been trying to escape for better conditions for too long. The screams from the torture Nevidian man only unnerved them more. "STOP! STOP! PLEASE!" The Nevidian man screamed some more. It may as well had been reaching a turning point for most of the asylum seekers, that were ready for an outright riot. One very muscular and bearded man in particular was really getting fed up with it all. One could only assuming he was a heavy weightlifter before all this, and probably lost everything to his name.
Then finally, he had reached the point of complete rage. He stood up, and quickly charged a guarding militiaman. The militiaman had no time to react, before he was hurled and thrown through one of the cheap walls of the warehouse's office. Completely bursting through it and getting his back and several other bones broken in the process, he soon lost conscious. The muscular man then gave out a roar of defiance in his native tongue, his actions then quickly inspired almost every asylum seeker to incite a full on riot in the warehouse. This will not go over well for Andras, when the government hears the report.
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