Complete Batshit 6
Review replies:
Padme4000: I love all the in-jokes in the game :D I've never seen Ghostbusters so I never really got that! "Here's Johnny!" always made me laugh too XD It took you six months to complete it? I've had the game since I was about 13-14 and I only completed it once I turned 16 XD I was too scared to play it fully when I first got it… Now it doesn't faze me at all (though I might still jump when the ocean house ghost runs past or when that first headhunter jumps into the stairwell….stinkin' freaky-ass headhunters –shiver-)
Celeste: I love the idea of Malk/LaCroix XD I dunno why, it's just the image of her regaling him with tales of her trip to the museum ('...the sarcophagus was stolen but there were dinosaurs so I had fun :D...') and his sitting there patiently letting her go so he can eventually get in her pants XD I just love it
Eternal E: Well the whole point of the fic was I pretty much just wanted to write down everything the Malk character said so I could laugh at it later, but I eventually just ended up turning it into a fic because it was more fun that way and I noticed there wasn't really any novelizations of the game on (that I could find). I've been thinking of adding more original dialogue as the fic goes on, though, for the sake of romance and plot and such. I'm mainly looking to get the bulk of it out of the way using the game script, though. Besides, I love the game dialogue XD Especially Vandal! He's in this chap hehe. Actually, y'know what? I might revamp (OHOHOHO A PUN!) Vandal's dialogue a little. I like the Vandal/FemMalk pairing! But at the risk of making him OOC I'll just make it seem as if there's a light friendship XD
Also, an Anarch pairing might be fun! (Man, I can never choose….there isn't really a character in this game I hate XD)
Tourette: Ohohoho I never really thought of it like that! The pairing DOES bring up the question of loyalty and I don't even want to get INTO the Ending(s)… You've given me a bit to think about, you have! (PS: Love the username XD)
LeonTheGallade: Glad you're enjoying it :D I try to keep my chapters SORT OF lengthy. I know 2000+ words isn't much of a goal but once I hit ten refill pages I get kinda bored XD
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I skulked through the only car park on this side of town, looking for Toten's red Lightening Bird as I went. To be honest, I had no idea what that sort of car looked like – I was a stripper, after all, not a mechanic- but red was a shiny colour as was sure to eventually catch my eye. When I finally stumbled across it, I realize d it was actually the only red car in the entire lot.
I unlocked the boot of the car with Lily's key and started digging around for clues. Hmmm, tie iron (already got one of those, his name's Lucky), spare tire (I didn't even have a tire, let alone need a spare), used condom (eeeeeew!) and- Oooooh! A diary! Score!
I closed the boot and perched myself on the lid, flipping through the diary as I went. It contained a young woman's (presumably Lily's) ramblings about Rolf 'soooo beautiful!' Toten, a German man she'd met at the Asylum. Soon after the girl was turned by him and eventually abandoned by her sire. I almost felt a certain kinship with the girl, also having seen left sireless (though not by choice). The diary went on to tell of E and the turning/leaving of E. Definitely Lily's diary, unless E had been slutting himself around.
The final entry said that Lily had gone to the blood bank under the clinic in search of sustenance, so I headed there.
I went through the clinic's back door ('Blood Bank, downstairs' the sign read) and went down the creaky metal stairs. Outside the door to the basement were two vending machines, each selling various sodas. 13(13 stimulates in every bottle! With flavors such as Thirteen, Yellow Sno, SEXXX, Triple Team and Dirty Sanchez) and Liquid Demon Seed (Slobber it DOWN!! Flavors included Babalu, Seed, Rhondo and Dank Skank). Almost made me wish I could drink something other than plasma. Almost.
The reception desk for the blood bank was actually a caged off window in the wall with a nutty looking guy behind it – Vandal, the Employee of the Month plaque read. He gave off the same vibe as Mercurio and Knox did. I could tell he was a part of the 'in crowd'.
"You next up for the needle? Hmmm?" he asked me by way of greeting, eyeing me up in a sort of creepy way. But who was I to judge? "Your donation could save a life, you know." He smirked widely. "Oh, but isn't it a little late for altruism? I don't think you're here to give blood at all. I don't buy it, Betty(1)," he sneered. "I bet you're here to take blood. Am I right?"
I rolled my eyes. Looks like the jig was up. "Does the pope wear a funny hat?" I asked rhetorically.
He blinked, surprised, the grinned. "Right down to business. None of this 'pretend I don't drink blood' shit," he waved his arms sarcastically. "Very refreshing to find a deceive customer. I like that. So, what'll it be?"
"I need to enter this blood fortress," I said, nodding at the side door. I somehow doubted he'd tell me the location of the wilting flower.
He shook his head. "Sorry, princess. Employee's only. Them's the rules of the queen bitch herself," he muttered the last bit under his breath, looking as if he'd rebelled against an unseen cause.
Queen Bitch? Oh, he must have been the dark daughter's ghoulie! That had to suck(2); Therese didn't seem like a very caring master.
"The queen does not see all that takes place in her kingdom," I said with a sly smile. "Letting me in to the candy store will have no repercussions!"
He frowned. "But Queen Bitch told me never to let anyone in there. I remember her repeating it over and over again in that cold pretentious voice of hers," he snarled at the very thought of her words.
I patted his hand calmingly through the gap in the window. "There, there, Candy Man. This will be our little secret."
He mulled it over for a few seconds, then shrugged and flicked a switch under his desk. "Opened," he smirked.
I giggled gleefully. "My inner child thanks you!" I grinned and skipped over to the now unlocked door.
Walking in, I was greeted by numerous doors and hallways, the first of which being a large room filled with walk-in freezers. I poked around the icy rooms a bit. I found nothing in any of the rooms except a key pad on the wall of the warmest one. Not knowing the code, I left it until later.
The next few doors were locked, but the one that wasn't led to an x-ray room where a young man in uniform scrubs was examining some x-rays (why were there x-rays in a blood bank, of all things?). He turned around as I came in.
"Who are you?" he asked nervously. "Uh, what're you doin' back here?"
"My reason's are solid and secret," I answered cryptically.
"Oh…" he looked around suspiciously before leaning in and whispering, "You here for the special sauce?"
"Yes. And how special it is!" Isn't it amazing how people give you information you need when you pretend you already know what it is?
"Okay…stupid question Phil," the young man, Phil, banged his palm against his forehead. "She's in the freezer. Today's code is……Think, Phil…" More banging. "Uh… Moon landing…It's…1969!" He grinned, pleased with himself.
"Just like the summer(3)," I mused. "Farewell."
Once back in the freezer, I entered the code into the keypad and a panel in the wall slid open. I shoved a few boxes out of my way and stepped into the small space between the walls. There was a large red switch in front of me, set to off, which I pulled (who wouldn't?(4)). This opened another – blood soaked – section of the wall.
The sight inside was one that would haunt me for the rest of my undead days.
A young, red-haired girl in a tie-dye shirt had been strapped down to a chair. Blood was splattered up and on the walls and floor around her. Her hands were desperately clutching the arms of the chair and her eyes were rolling around wildly in their sockets. She was hunched over, her shoulders heaving with every breath as I approached her.
"Hunger…" she gasped. "I need it… a drop of it on my tongue, sliding down my throat, the hot flash in my brain lighting up my body… I can smell it everywhere…blood…"
I sighed sorrowfully. "The beauty has met her Beast."
She started to struggle in the chair, pulling at the straps binding her arms. "Let me go… It's painful, like I'm going to die! It's calling. Never felt like this before.
She shook her head wildly. "LET ME GO! I CAN SMELL IT! I HAVE TO HAVE IT!"
"I will free you from the fox's den, little flower," I cooed, reaching for and freeing her wrists.
"Huh? What?" She turned to me, barely seeing me through the haze of her bloodlust. The door to the hall suddenly opened and the young man from earlier, Phil, walked in, wielding a large needle and a shocked expression.
"Hey, what're yo- Ahh!" he was cut short as she sprang at him, screaming as she shoved him to the floor and dug her fangs into his neck. I stood by and watched as the once wilting flower emptied him quickly and unsteadily rising to her feet, wiping her mouth on the back of her hand as she did.
"The heat," she moaned. "Mmm, it's never been so satisfying. All of it, I drank until I heard his heart stop and I was sucking on a dry, dead artery. It was…euphoric…" She sighed blissfully, before snapping out from her high and looking down at Phil's shriveling corpse. "But… I've… I've killed him… I've never killed anyone before," her breathing quickened with panic and she clutched my shirt. "What happened? What came over me!?"
"You wore the mask of the beast," I explained, patiently detangling her hands.
"Beast? What is that? Why couldn't I stop myself? Why did it feel…so right?"
I petted her hands soothingly. "You are not the best you wear. Now, spin me your dark tale, little spider."
She took a deep breath and began. "I tried to steal some blood. I heard the sold it – I was hungry and I can't hunt in town. They caught me and…I was strapped – trapped!" She looked at the chair that had held her with frightened eyes. Then down at the body. "I thought I'd never escape. But… I killed a man."
"Are you the beautiful sickling flower?" I asked.
"Flower?" She seemed to calm down. "My name's Lily, if that's what you mean."
I smiled. "You are the flower of he that becomes before F and G."
"E?" She straightened. "You know E? I…How do you know E?"
"I was following the thin-blood, and it led me to you."
"I tried to tell E about his condition, but he was so furious at me for with what I'd turned him into, he wouldn't listen. A thin-blood, from what I've been told, if a vampire whose blood is weaker than most.
"Uh-huh," I nodded, having figured that out from E's little speech.
"Rolf, my sire," she went on. "Told me that some vampires consider thin-bloods a bad omen and want us destroyed. Rolf wasn't a thin-blood, but apparently I am. I don't know why. Rolf abandoned me. He said I was a…liability," she sighed deeply. "He left me with so many questions… and I did the same thing to E. But I didn't want to leave E – he forced me out of his life. I-I should go. I have to get out of here. Maybe out of this city…"
I put a hand on her shoulder. "Seek out your thin-blooded lover," I urged.
"E…doesn't hate me anymore?" she asked hopefully.
I smiled. "He misses your dark bloomings."
She perked up a little. "I'll go see him. Thank you."
"This path is treacherous," I warned. "As is love."
"Oh," her eyes flickered to Phil. "About tonight… What I did… Please don't tell E. It's not my fault… I couldn't control it. I've never done anything like this before. I'm no killer."
I nodded. "This secret dies with us. Farewell."
With that, Lily dashed from the room and I also went to leave, only to be stopped when Vandal barged into the room, looking pretty pissed off.
"Why'd you have to go and let that bitch out?" he ranted. "There's one less Phil in the world now! Why'd you have to let her go and eat him? Now I'll never get to do away with the bastard myself," he gave Phil's body a kick. "Well you know what? No more blood for you – no more!"
I snorted. "The sickling's thinned blood would have brought you no profit, my ghouly friend."
Vandal reared back, shocked. "That bitch was a fucking thin-blood?"
I nodded. "Selling her blood would have brought only misfortune to the candy store."
"Shit!" He swore, running a hand through his hair. "She didn't have any of the Clan's traits, I just figured she was a fucked up human! But where am I gonna get the blood now, huh? Doesn't grow on fucking trees, y'know."
"I can get you another human, Candy-man," I promised.
"You can, huh?" Vandal cocked an eyebrow. "All right, princess, I'll sell you the blood as long as you get me a replacement."
I nodded vigorously. "Give me three of your earth days, and I shall have your bloody proxy."
I left Vandal at his desk and was about to leave when I remembered there was one room I hadn't investigated; the laundry, which was right across from me. Being the curious little crazy I was, I stopped in for a quick look.
Inside the laundry were the usual carts and machines, but what caught my attention was the large hole in one of the walls, which was blocked why a sheet of wood on the other side. I crouched down and carefully pushed the wood out of the way as I crawled thought the hole.
I found myself in a dark part of the clinic and sign next to the first door I came across read 'Morgue'. Score. This was just the place I needed to be to learn about Virgil Crumb.
Pushing open the door I was greeted by none other than Mister Crumb himself. Laying half naked on a gurney with a slit up his chest. Yum. A quick poke around his pockets procured nothing, so I rolled up my sleeves in order to tackle the difficult lock on the chest in the corner of the room. After a few minutes and some choice swears, I'd jimmied the lock open to find the chest to be nearly empty, other than a cheap silver ring and a key card for some place called 'Foxy Boxes' Wherever that was.
The entire floor was otherwise empty, so I left via the main stairs and ended up back on the main floor of the clinic. Ok, so I'd freed Lily and found Virgil Crumb. The only other thing I needed to do here was retrieve that bag of werewolf blood which, according to my lovely boss, was somewhere upstairs.
I weaved through the halls on the clinic, heading for the back (waving at the good doctor, who sneered at me as I passed). I didn't see anyone as I climbed the stairs, but I had a nasty feeling I wasn't meant to be up here. This feeling was proven when I was greeted by an unhappy looking guard as soon as I walked in the door.
"This area is for hospital staff only," he droned, all the while looking at me suspiciously.
I grinned wildly. "I am a key ring, feed me! Then you can't see me," I sang as I felt the blood drain from me and my eyes glowed a hypnotizing yellow. (5)
The guards eyes hazed over and he lifted his arm in slow motion, handing me his keys. "You can let your self out."
I snatched the keys from his hand and gave a toothy smirk. "Much thanks."
The key he gave me was apparently for the Controlled Substances room, where I expected the blood was. However, the safe inside was magnetically locked, meaning I either needed to open it with a keycard or via a computer somewhere on the floor.
I wandered the halls (raiding the prescription room on the way) and eventually came across a room holding only a computer. A quick hack led me to the CS Door options (password: Paige. Oh what a silly Doctor!) and from there I unlocked the safe. After that it was only the simple matter of removing the blood from the cabinet and gapping it down the stairs and back into the street,
I went back home, after that, as the sun's first rays were starting to lighten the sky. I dropped the blood into my mailbox as I climbed the stairs to my room above the pawn shop. As I crawled under my heavy bed covers, I decided it had been a rather productive night. Tomorrow I'd tackle the sewers. Joy.
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Dooooone. Over 2500 words which is an alright length, I'd say.
Urrrg I'm covered in flea bites and my throat's closing up…
Anyway, thanks for all your reviews and such, guys :D Sorry for the wait, but I'd say it was a shorter one than last time? Idk I started typing this quite a while ago… Never got around to fixing it because I got stuck with Vandal…. Ah well XD Remember to tell me if you spot mistaaakes~
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1: I think that's actually the closest thing the character gets to a name in the entire game XD Never thought I get to use one of these footnote things… Don't you hate when people put the numbers in the fic and then there's no thing at the bottom telling you wtf they were on about? Drives me MAD!!!
2: Ha! Pun! –shot by Malky-
3: I don't actually get that reference XD
4: I doubt anyone knows where that lil bit's from XD
5: Idk if a Malk's eyes do ANYTHING when your Dementating but it's fun to think.
Might not do these footnotes anymore… they get a bit out of hand…
On a side note, I'd never really gotten why Lily was even DOWN there O.o I mean, who'd wanna drink thin-blood blood? Yuuuuuck.