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Finished the Regenerador, quest updated
Have fun fighting this thing with your level 20 shitter who is just about shitting his pants right now
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>Stop the guys from entering and (probably) immediately killing whoever is inside.
>"She sounds like a dying dog in there. Babbled about hurting and starving, she won't do anything to us. Chill."
Mr. Foster blankly stares at you through his bug-eyed lenses. "Oi. What's your pet stickman saying, mate?"
You're really, really sick of these damn Dark types, man.
"Garcian is saying 'don't go in there, she's too fucked up to do anything,'" Dan replies.
<It's the professor herself, not anyone else,> you hurriedly clarify.
"Right. It's Beefwood is in there."
"She can't be too sloshed if she can talk." Mr. Foster cracks his neck and takes a step forward. "Step aside, you worthless tosser, I'll handle this."
<Hey, chill the fuck out, man.> Even though he can't hear a damn word you're saying, you put up your hands to try and pacify your new boss. What's gotten into him? <I'm fucking working on this. She sounds in a really bad spot and—"
"Whatever you're trying to say, I'm not buying. We're not here for tea and biscuits and dainty little Alcremie pastries. We're here because I want my money NOW."
"Hey, calm down, Foster."
"It's MISTER FOSTER to you, you stupid wanker!"
But before you can respond, the sudden spike of shock and alarm from Dan and the ever so slight opening of his narrow eyes gives you just enough time to dematerialize.
A blindly grasping claw as wide as two men phases right through you and slams right down onto the floor with a meaty thud. All you feel is a cool sensation like being doused in cold water.
>The attack didn't affect Garcian!
"Nghh... Q-Q-Quiet... My head... Hurrrrrtsssss..."
The thing inside the doorway lets out a groan of absolute frustration. You don't stick around for another second. You sprint over to your comrades and look on in mounting terror as the gigantic claw vanishes back into the darkness of the house and a nine foot tall skinless monstrosity pries the doors open with a terrible groaning of metal and emerges into the corridor.
OH BOY.
TYPE M2-TB2 ENCOUNTER (Fear & Hunger 2: Termina OST - Desperation) https://youtu.be/SJ_9DfTrbQU
(Resident Evil 4 - Regenerator's Breathing HQ)
https://youtu.be/r9UXtm_TbJk
The thing which was Beefwood is clearly no longer human.
The monstrous physique of the monster is swollen with distended black muscles as tense as steel cords.
The Beefwood thing tilts its head to the side and its jaw hangs down as it sniffs the corridor air deeply, almost drinking it in. Black ooze drips freely from its wide open mouth and splatters to the floor with every quickening breath. The air is filled with the sick, intimate stench of blood and shit and rotting meat like a mouth full of festering, broken teeth. Its chest heaves and heaves as it focuses on your group.
Your heart races as the thing's emotions become more agitated and confused with every passing second.
>"She sounds like a dying dog in there. Babbled about hurting and starving, she won't do anything to us. Chill."
Mr. Foster blankly stares at you through his bug-eyed lenses. "Oi. What's your pet stickman saying, mate?"
You're really, really sick of these damn Dark types, man.
"Garcian is saying 'don't go in there, she's too fucked up to do anything,'" Dan replies.
<It's the professor herself, not anyone else,> you hurriedly clarify.
"Right. It's Beefwood is in there."
"She can't be too sloshed if she can talk." Mr. Foster cracks his neck and takes a step forward. "Step aside, you worthless tosser, I'll handle this."
<Hey, chill the fuck out, man.> Even though he can't hear a damn word you're saying, you put up your hands to try and pacify your new boss. What's gotten into him? <I'm fucking working on this. She sounds in a really bad spot and—"
"Whatever you're trying to say, I'm not buying. We're not here for tea and biscuits and dainty little Alcremie pastries. We're here because I want my money NOW."
"Hey, calm down, Foster."
"It's MISTER FOSTER to you, you stupid wanker!"
But before you can respond, the sudden spike of shock and alarm from Dan and the ever so slight opening of his narrow eyes gives you just enough time to dematerialize.
A blindly grasping claw as wide as two men phases right through you and slams right down onto the floor with a meaty thud. All you feel is a cool sensation like being doused in cold water.
>The attack didn't affect Garcian!
"Nghh... Q-Q-Quiet... My head... Hurrrrrtsssss..."
The thing inside the doorway lets out a groan of absolute frustration. You don't stick around for another second. You sprint over to your comrades and look on in mounting terror as the gigantic claw vanishes back into the darkness of the house and a nine foot tall skinless monstrosity pries the doors open with a terrible groaning of metal and emerges into the corridor.
OH BOY.
TYPE M2-TB2 ENCOUNTER (Fear & Hunger 2: Termina OST - Desperation) https://youtu.be/SJ_9DfTrbQU
(Resident Evil 4 - Regenerator's Breathing HQ)
https://youtu.be/r9UXtm_TbJk
The thing which was Beefwood is clearly no longer human.
The monstrous physique of the monster is swollen with distended black muscles as tense as steel cords.
The Beefwood thing tilts its head to the side and its jaw hangs down as it sniffs the corridor air deeply, almost drinking it in. Black ooze drips freely from its wide open mouth and splatters to the floor with every quickening breath. The air is filled with the sick, intimate stench of blood and shit and rotting meat like a mouth full of festering, broken teeth. Its chest heaves and heaves as it focuses on your group.
Your heart races as the thing's emotions become more agitated and confused with every passing second.