Message #352

[Author Roy]

Shindig City Ruins - Harlequin Theater Lobby; Monday January 21st, 7:01 P.M.

Project Roy ran out into the lobby, after having heard some kind of commotion, in time to see Xero standing there, retrieving some kind of pike-lance thing amidst the flames of hell.

"What the hell's going on here?!" He demanded, looking at the other man.

Just then, the lobby's doors crashed open as a familiar yellow creature flew in before flipping and landing on its feet. It didn't even seem to notice the flames as it stood up and looked over at them, jawls dripping with saliva as it stared at them hungrily.

"Shit!" Project immediately opened fire on it with his machine gun and started stepping back, towards the hallway he'd been in. "Hurry up, man!" Just then, its leg exploded, and the creature with it, in a shower of gore. Project blinked, then remembered the latino had said something about traps, and stopped shooting. He ducked away from some of the gore, then reached into his pocket and pulled out a do-rag, ran his hand over his hair from the front and tied the do-rag over it it. "Fucking fire, what the hell started it?" He muttered angrily before looking at Xero again. "You ready to go? I somehow doubt we should be here what with this fire," He said.

The cries of beasts outside greeted them at that moment.