Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20170522170711/@comment-27550231-20170525003347

Jorge tries to cry out in anger but all he could muster was painful guttural hiss.

"Gggsssss!! Haaaasss! Sssssstaaaa!" This act causes him great pain and he falls over clutching his throat with both hands. Jorge fights through his pain and clawed his way to R'hun in a desperate attempt to save something he knew was false; but hope is a powerful thing. It causes people to do things they normally would be to fearful or to intelligent to do.

Jorge rolls onto all fours and with great effort and a growl that would be akin to the death sounds of a wounded bear. This mighty effort saps what little strength he had left and he blacks out for a second but he does not fall. He continues to stumble forward one jagged step at a time, one hand never leaving His throat.

Jorge reaches out with hi is free hand and attempts to stop the ravenous beast from attacking the one he held dearest.

"You won't make it... look at you! You're weak Jorge turns to face the voice and sees a distorted version of himself towering over them all. The figure was wide at his base while thin and sharpened to a point at the top. It looked down at him with disgust; its eyes clearly visible through the helmets eye slits. '''"You couldn't save them when you were at full strength! What makes you think you could now! Give up! End this pitiful existence and submit to him! He will make us strong! He will given them back to us!'''