06-17-2016, 04:39 AM
That wasn't good.
A bit of turbulence was nothing to worry about, but the fact that they were in the process of going down worried her a bit. Or, a lot, depending on who you asked. She had been trained for this, though. That's when the plane split in half.
"Oh, hell...," she cursed under her breath, trying to adjust herself to a better position, but her lack of weight made that impossible. See, that was one of the disadvantages of being a rabbit. Eventually, lightness couldn't get you anywhere anymore.
The last thing she saw was a table, ripped from its place, smashing into her, and then darkness.
Panic took hold of her mind, against all training. She'd woken up in pure freefall, way closer to the ground than was comfortable at all. How the hell had she fallen out of a plane?! The wind was howling right in her ears, so she didn't register the shrill scream that escaped her as she regained the ability to actually think. A brief glimpse of her surroundings revealed nothing to possibly stop her descent, like a parachute or anything of the sort. No way to live. So, after running through every possibility in her head, she simply waited for the impact that would end her life.
But it never came. Judy cracked an eyelid open, to a forested area and the smell of flames. Her leg hurt like hell, but it probably wasn't broken.
"Hello?" she called, glancing around the area. "...anyone?" Her voice was rather strained, she'd noticed, but that was to be expected after such a fall. She'd likely been screaming hard, if she could even open her mouth. A wry smile found its way onto her face, despite the circumstances. She'd actually lived... somehow. Speaking of which, how the heck had she lived? When she looked up, there were large leaves all over the trees, some with rabbit-sized holes in them. She supposed she was going fast enough to punch through all of them. With that mystery solved, a little bit of stress lifted itself off her shoulders. Question was, where was the crash? Was she the only survivor?
The sound of what seemed to be footsteps nearby, renewed her worry. Judy drew her gun, still a bit panicked from the circumstances. That could be anything, or anyone. The Omniverse held way more savage animals than were ever created using that serum, according to her research. In all likelihood, this was one of them. She wasn't well adjusted to them yet. However, when she heard the voices of some of her fellow travelers, she relaxed a bit. Speak of the devil, it seemed some people were left.
"HEY! GUYS!" She tried to run to catch up, but a spike of pain up her left leg prevented her from moving too fast. However, the others heard her, so the three that had already began moving caught up rather quickly.
"Ah, Judy. Glad to see you survived your little tumble," Mr. Jak said, with a small smirk on his face. Said rabbit made a mental note that "small smirk" seemed to be his default expression.
"Yeah, guess so," she muttered, giving a tired smile. "You guys need any help?"
"Sure, we could take one more along," Karl replied, waving his little club along. And that was how things began. Would things get worse from here?
Definitely.
Judy turned to the strange, metal-covered mammal next to her. Cyborg, she believed he was called. "Is... everyone still alive?" she asked, a tinge of disbelief to her voice. They couldn't all be dead, could they?
A bit of turbulence was nothing to worry about, but the fact that they were in the process of going down worried her a bit. Or, a lot, depending on who you asked. She had been trained for this, though. That's when the plane split in half.
"Oh, hell...," she cursed under her breath, trying to adjust herself to a better position, but her lack of weight made that impossible. See, that was one of the disadvantages of being a rabbit. Eventually, lightness couldn't get you anywhere anymore.
The last thing she saw was a table, ripped from its place, smashing into her, and then darkness.
Panic took hold of her mind, against all training. She'd woken up in pure freefall, way closer to the ground than was comfortable at all. How the hell had she fallen out of a plane?! The wind was howling right in her ears, so she didn't register the shrill scream that escaped her as she regained the ability to actually think. A brief glimpse of her surroundings revealed nothing to possibly stop her descent, like a parachute or anything of the sort. No way to live. So, after running through every possibility in her head, she simply waited for the impact that would end her life.
But it never came. Judy cracked an eyelid open, to a forested area and the smell of flames. Her leg hurt like hell, but it probably wasn't broken.
"Hello?" she called, glancing around the area. "...anyone?" Her voice was rather strained, she'd noticed, but that was to be expected after such a fall. She'd likely been screaming hard, if she could even open her mouth. A wry smile found its way onto her face, despite the circumstances. She'd actually lived... somehow. Speaking of which, how the heck had she lived? When she looked up, there were large leaves all over the trees, some with rabbit-sized holes in them. She supposed she was going fast enough to punch through all of them. With that mystery solved, a little bit of stress lifted itself off her shoulders. Question was, where was the crash? Was she the only survivor?
The sound of what seemed to be footsteps nearby, renewed her worry. Judy drew her gun, still a bit panicked from the circumstances. That could be anything, or anyone. The Omniverse held way more savage animals than were ever created using that serum, according to her research. In all likelihood, this was one of them. She wasn't well adjusted to them yet. However, when she heard the voices of some of her fellow travelers, she relaxed a bit. Speak of the devil, it seemed some people were left.
"HEY! GUYS!" She tried to run to catch up, but a spike of pain up her left leg prevented her from moving too fast. However, the others heard her, so the three that had already began moving caught up rather quickly.
"Ah, Judy. Glad to see you survived your little tumble," Mr. Jak said, with a small smirk on his face. Said rabbit made a mental note that "small smirk" seemed to be his default expression.
"Yeah, guess so," she muttered, giving a tired smile. "You guys need any help?"
"Sure, we could take one more along," Karl replied, waving his little club along. And that was how things began. Would things get worse from here?
Definitely.
Judy turned to the strange, metal-covered mammal next to her. Cyborg, she believed he was called. "Is... everyone still alive?" she asked, a tinge of disbelief to her voice. They couldn't all be dead, could they?