'Consider it snipped.'

Army of Darkness

<OOC – Okay, I think I got it…>

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White Wolf's ears flicked back and forth as he quickly moved over by the sealed door and said "They've stopped."

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/Davie/ listened in silence for a moment before something hammered hard on the other side of the door, startling him into scrambling back away from the thing
“Shit” he gasped, breathing heavily as the adrenaline surged through him "Something's out there!"
"Really?" Cass observed

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"Oh, just go piss over in the corner or somewhere Seymour"
"It's not that" he groaned, dancing around on the spot in a tight little circle "... it must have been all the mushy peas I ate earlier"
"Oh, shit!"
"Exactly" Seymour gasped, small beads of sweat breaking out on his forehead “Can we open that door?”
“I was going to recommend we wait at least an hour, to make sure whatever was out there had got bored and had left the area” Davie muttered
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As Davie leaned back up against a wall where he could keep his gun pointed steadily at the door, Seymour started getting more…urgent. “I do hope we don’t have to stay here much longer!” he said, biting his lip. “Just suck it up and go and do you business over there in far corner, Seymour.” said Davie. Seymour groaned for a moment and then felt his stomach gurgle again. “Okay, but I’d like a torch!”
“How’s a glow-stick?” Davie asked, plucking one from his satchel, cracking it and shaking it up before tossing it to Seymour, who juggled it about in the air before finally getting a solid grip on it and hurriedly wobbling off into the corner. “How many of those do you have?” inquired Jay. “Enough. Here.” Davie handed a few out and leaned back against the wall, and as Seymour’s … smell, hit his nostrils he began to worry about his own digestion. “Geeze, someone light a match…” he said, waving air from his face. Suddenly the room leapt to life and the lights roared back on, illuminating everyone, and catching Seymour with his pant down.

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…Slowly, a fog of changing colors appeared drifting around the screens.
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“Okay, so the lights are back on, what do you think?” asked Jay.
“Well…” she stepped over to the consoles and looked intently at the screens. “Wolf, you hear anything?” asked Jay.

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"So far, nothing." Replied the overgrown hamster, "Wait. Can someone give me a boost up to that air vent over there?" While pointing diagonally upward to a grill located above the door.
“Si Señor!” Gomez said cupping his hands.
White Wolf stepped into his hand while Gomez hoisted him up. White Wolf quickly pulled off the grill and stuck his head inside.
Cassandra watched the screens intently trying to determine what was happening with Holly. The 'off the charts' network activity she was seeing was beginning to concern her.
"Guys, this could be real bad." Mentioned Cassandra as she was tapping at one of the keyboards in front of the consoles bringing up the various computer diagnostics she knew of, "I've never seen this many spawned processes active in Holly before."
"Maybe he's mailing everybody in the known universe about how he's the latest Nigerian prince and want's to hide his fortune in your bank accounts." Remarked Jay sarcastically.
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“It sound like it’s moving away.” Came Wolf’s voice out of the vent, "I barely heard him/it saying something about going to back to engineering to build ‘the device.’"

Davie ignored Seymour as he went off on some ramble about cheese and wine. “Gomez, we need that door open, pronto!” started Jay.

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"Alrighty then, I'm coming down." Said White Wolf jumping out of Gomez's hand. As the rotund hamster hit the floor, it gave away with his impact and he disappeared into the room below with resounding crash and small dust cloud billowing up through the hole in the floor.
“¡Ay, Caramba!” Gomez said moving over to look down.
Phi quickly asked "Did you injure anything?" while pulling on a pair of latex gloves.
"My pride!" answered White Wolf, "Can somebody pull me back up? It's like another tomb down here."
"Uh oh!" Said Cassandra pointed the screens as the colorful fog slowly came together in the form of a horned demon from the game Diablo. (The first one).
And a malevolent voice quietly issued from the speaker, "I shall rise again my minions! Quickly now my pets, Raise our minions of undeath!"
"I hope Holly is just showing somebodies bad taste in Halloween screensavers." Mentioned Jay, "Because that would qualify as not good if he isn't."
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“Great,” started Davie as he heard a very distant rumble and chuckling laugh filled the air, “the one thing missing from my day...”

<Tag! – What do you guys think? That work? Now we get the best of both worlds. Unpredictable super viruses, and zombies! Let’s get virus hackin’ an’a skull crackin’! Why did I just say that?>