02-08-2016, 07:28 PM
Trixie
The feeling of sand beneath her feet, Trixie looks at the piece of shit weapon that the Spirit had given her. What did he think she was, some sort of junkie?! The big red warning label "Do Not Inject" looked very controlling. I mean would the Spirit really give her something useless? Maybe it was heroin or maybe it could be steroids. She wouldn't know until she found out.
"FUCK IT!" She raised the syringe, the green liquid shining in the air, before stabbing herself in the arm. Pain. Pain was all that she now knows. As the slime crawled it's way up her veins, she dropped the needle and fell to her knees. She let out a primal scream, she's been through the tortures of the Underverse. This was nothing. The burning pain flowed through her entire body screaming at her muscles. Her eyes turned white and she began to vomit blood. The black tar that erupted from her mouth stained her teeth and corrupted the ground. Her fingers trembled with rage and her jaw clenched.
Her mind raced with a thousand thoughts before only one remained.
"EAT!"
Quote: Trixie stabbed herself with the T-Virus Syringe. She now has +1 to all stats for the remainder of the event and now her physical attacks are almost as good as Okay weapons. She can no longer make allies.