[The video clicks on with some shaking, and the sound of heavy gunfire immediately permeates everything. As the video's picture stabilizes, you can see Luke with his sword out, blocking bullets left and right. There's a period of silence, and Luke darts his head side to side, maintaining his position, looking for his attacker, who is not visible on the video, or, seemingly, to Luke.]
Who's there?! Come out!
[There another period of silence, then a maniacal laugh spreads through the hallway. Luke swings his sword towards what he perceives as the source of the sound, as another round of bullets showers forth. He rolls out of the way as the bulletpath follows him, blocking them as he stands up, as others just barely miss, zinging by.]
Show yourself, you cowardly bastard--!!
[As soon as the words leave his mouth, another barrage of bullets comes out, and he resumes his blocking]
[But one bullet finally manages to get through his defenses (and his shoulder), and he flinches in pain- these are a little more intense than Auldrant bullets. Despite this, he continues blocking-- but it's not happening as fast. He keeps taking steps back, trying to get out of there, or around a corner, without getting hit again. Staying around any longer would be foolish.]
[But another bullet hits his leg, and he wobbles for a second...]
[...and it only takes a second for the ongoing bullet stream to rip through his torso. Luke gapes as he staggers back, steadying himself against a wall, but the bullets don't stop immediately.]
[When they do, he tries to run- but a further volley focused on his legs pins him to the wall. He buckles to his knees, and slides down the wall, resting on his feet. It's easy to see that there's a lot of blood about.]
[The bullets, however, don't stop for quite a few seconds after this action. The amount of lead being shot into the gunner's target at this point is prettymuch excessive enough to be referred to as "retarded overkill".]
[After a few seconds more of silence, there is the sound of slow footsteps, and the video is picked up, and focused on Luke slumped against the wall, gasping. He looks at the unseen cameraman, his face twisted in pain- and anger. The video jiggles a little, as if the person holding it is getting a kick out of this.]
[But suddenly, Luke starts... glowing? His eyes widen in apparent fear, and he stares into the camera, trying to say something, but nothing's coming out but blood. He stares helplessly at the feed as his entire body begins to dissolve into sparkling light, which dissolves even further...]
[...and disappears completely.]
[The feed goes black, as if someone has laid an object over the lens- so that only noise can be heard. Faint, along the walls, like a thousand spiders crawling over surfaces, the noise is loud in the deathly silence. There’s the sound of breathing, heavy (maybe a little raspy?), and little coughs of chuckles every now and then.]
[There is further footsteps- heavy and booted- and the guide resumes again, displaying a cryptic and horrible message:]
BN,
im no cook but i think i did the stirring all right. you guard the kettle & ill watch the pot & we can burn them black together
-- the scavenger
p.s. seeds are the healthiest when theyre red. 3 months.
[And the Guide clicks off again.]
(OOC: Nobody will be responding to the tags, as one participant is now dead, and the other is being a stealth douchebag~)