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Doomsday - Chapter 1

Enter Zone A of the Alpha Labs.

This zone is made up of living facilities and vehicle bays. There are dormitories as well as common areas such as kitchens and rec rooms. The vehicle bays include car garages, dry boat docks, and aircraft hangars.

Due to wear and breakdown over time, some rooms have become flooded, allowing even aquatic creatures to explore them. But the rest of Zone A is surprisingly well-kept for its age and use, and with the electric lighting coming back to life in full force, it's easy to get around.

Depict your dinosaur exploring and interacting with Zone A.

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The walls had trembled for days now, with the pauses between one quake to another becoming shorter and shorter. It was as if the facility was coming back to life, breathing-A breathing that started to sound like a cornered, wounded animal the more time went on.
The stillness of the place was disturbed,with heavy blankets of dusts being shaken off shelves, pipes, lamps. At times flickers of light would come from them, a fleeble *heartbeat*, a sign of life.
But even before all of this life abundant in thoose hallways.
Mik knew very well.
The sounds of steps way heavier than his right behind the door that divided them always made him alert, thankful that his missing family had put him in such a safe space while they were away,escaping from something even them could not fight. It had been a long time now, surviving solely from the almost never ending stash of long term supplies connected to his cell and leaks from pipes on the ceiling,but he knew that if he wanted to get back to the life he knew before he had to obey, to be calm. To wait.
No matter how he was not the small creature he was since the last time he saw them, no matter how long he had been seeing the same walls every single day.
It was right to wait.

That was until the dim illuminated cell was shaken once again, but this time it was no tremor: It was the front door. The utah jerked his head up from his sleep, looking in disbelief as the wall he slept against so many lonely nights finally opened wondering if he was dreaming about this,his eyes growing big hoping in the sight of his biped pack coming back for him.

But no one came for him.
He stayed still for a while then, staring into the shadows on the other side as his mind played tricks in seeing shapes creeping into it, fearing that if he moved one claw whatever was waiting for him would rip him to pieces. Suddenly, his safe heaven felt like a cage with no escape,only a one way ticket to the maws that he heard so many times rip flesh apart from the other side of the walls.

Before his heart would explode from anxiety a humming sound was heard, followed by more metallic sounds as some lights in the corridor light it, making his imaginary monsters disappear.
After another long stare he slowly stood up from his confy bed, making tentative steps towards the open door. Maybe he should try to close them again, this surely was not intended to happen...right? But what if his pack was just unable to reach him, and this was a sign to look for them?
Stressed for a whole new reason now he reached his neck out of the door, his eyes gazing quickly at the faintly lit corridor he had walked as an hatchling many times. He reconized the signs, the symbols his packmates would use to navigate this place, but everything looked so...washed of life. How long has he been trapped in there really? has he really lost his sense of time that badly?

The smells of dust and rotten things that he had gotten so used to were washed away from a current of air coming from one side, bringing him scents he had never felt before- scents of the outside. Something he could not pin point rushed trough him then, maybe basic instincts of wanting to see the sun again...or maybe it was more of terror on feeling something he could not reconize.
But with the door seemingly not wanting to close anymore, leaving his safe heaven exposed, Mik had to come to the conclusion that maybe,just maybe, wandering around to seek for his family or answers could be a good idea.

And in that moment he completely brushed over that he may not be the only creature looking for answers in this abbandoned facility.

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SO i dont know how much of this i will be able to do but i have not used my Primeval Age characters for a long time, and since a very close friend of mine is in it too i decided to do some lore,along with event entries. In fact this character is of Umbrace ! my own will show up in later parts <3

What if instead of exploring from the outside you have instead spent the last years trapped inside the facility?

The room Mik is into was the room he would get tested with as a child, kind of like his pen, but its connected to a bunker room that has a lot of RMA packages that he has been living off after his own food had depleted. Water pipes connected with a close river had already been damaged since the first 'bombs' on Isla Pera, giving him an access to water.

He's just lucky he did not starve before the doors opened,really.

In few words Utah sized indoor corgi is tossed in scary and rusty world.

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Art-Me /

Mik

Find me also at:

twitter.com/Blacksa1t2

www.tumblr.com/blacksa1t

Description

<-Previous- Next ->

Mature Content

----------------------------------------

Doomsday - Chapter 1

Enter Zone A of the Alpha Labs.

This zone is made up of living facilities and vehicle bays. There are dormitories as well as common areas such as kitchens and rec rooms. The vehicle bays include car garages, dry boat docks, and aircraft hangars.

Due to wear and breakdown over time, some rooms have become flooded, allowing even aquatic creatures to explore them. But the rest of Zone A is surprisingly well-kept for its age and use, and with the electric lighting coming back to life in full force, it's easy to get around.

Depict your dinosaur exploring and interacting with Zone A.

----

The walls had trembled for days now, with the pauses between one quake to another becoming shorter and shorter. It was as if the facility was coming back to life, breathing-A breathing that started to sound like a cornered, wounded animal the more time went on.
The stillness of the place was disturbed,with heavy blankets of dusts being shaken off shelves, pipes, lamps. At times flickers of light would come from them, a fleeble *heartbeat*, a sign of life.
But even before all of this life abundant in thoose hallways.
Mik knew very well.
The sounds of steps way heavier than his right behind the door that divided them always made him alert, thankful that his missing family had put him in such a safe space while they were away,escaping from something even them could not fight. It had been a long time now, surviving solely from the almost never ending stash of long term supplies connected to his cell and leaks from pipes on the ceiling,but he knew that if he wanted to get back to the life he knew before he had to obey, to be calm. To wait.
No matter how he was not the small creature he was since the last time he saw them, no matter how long he had been seeing the same walls every single day.
It was right to wait.

That was until the dim illuminated cell was shaken once again, but this time it was no tremor: It was the front door. The utah jerked his head up from his sleep, looking in disbelief as the wall he slept against so many lonely nights finally opened wondering if he was dreaming about this,his eyes growing big hoping in the sight of his biped pack coming back for him.

But no one came for him.
He stayed still for a while then, staring into the shadows on the other side as his mind played tricks in seeing shapes creeping into it, fearing that if he moved one claw whatever was waiting for him would rip him to pieces. Suddenly, his safe heaven felt like a cage with no escape,only a one way ticket to the maws that he heard so many times rip flesh apart from the other side of the walls.

Before his heart would explode from anxiety a humming sound was heard, followed by more metallic sounds as some lights in the corridor light it, making his imaginary monsters disappear.
After another long stare he slowly stood up from his confy bed, making tentative steps towards the open door. Maybe he should try to close them again, this surely was not intended to happen...right? But what if his pack was just unable to reach him, and this was a sign to look for them?
Stressed for a whole new reason now he reached his neck out of the door, his eyes gazing quickly at the faintly lit corridor he had walked as an hatchling many times. He reconized the signs, the symbols his packmates would use to navigate this place, but everything looked so...washed of life. How long has he been trapped in there really? has he really lost his sense of time that badly?

The smells of dust and rotten things that he had gotten so used to were washed away from a current of air coming from one side, bringing him scents he had never felt before- scents of the outside. Something he could not pin point rushed trough him then, maybe basic instincts of wanting to see the sun again...or maybe it was more of terror on feeling something he could not reconize.
But with the door seemingly not wanting to close anymore, leaving his safe heaven exposed, Mik had to come to the conclusion that maybe,just maybe, wandering around to seek for his family or answers could be a good idea.

And in that moment he completely brushed over that he may not be the only creature looking for answers in this abbandoned facility.

---

----------------------------------------

SO i dont know how much of this i will be able to do but i have not used my Primeval Age characters for a long time, and since a very close friend of mine is in it too i decided to do some lore,along with event entries. In fact this character is of Umbrace ! my own will show up in later parts <3

What if instead of exploring from the outside you have instead spent the last years trapped inside the facility?

The room Mik is into was the room he would get tested with as a child, kind of like his pen, but its connected to a bunker room that has a lot of RMA packages that he has been living off after his own food had depleted. Water pipes connected with a close river had already been damaged since the first 'bombs' on Isla Pera, giving him an access to water.

He's just lucky he did not starve before the doors opened,really.

In few words Utah sized indoor corgi is tossed in scary and rusty world.

-- .............................................................................................................................. ---

Art-Me /

Mik

Find me also at:

twitter.com/Blacksa1t2

www.tumblr.com/blacksa1t