***Action*** Dead Man's Sorrow

Who: Igor
Where: Mars
When: A dark and stormy night.
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It was a dark and stormy night; a lone figure dragged the prone form
of what even from a distance would have looked like a dead body. It
was such a foul night, and this place so remote and 'haunted' that no
one was within miles though. The figure got the crest of a hill and
looked over the other side, a steep sided cliff face was presented to
him, an enclosed quarry. He dragged the body to the edge and tipped it
over the edge, it landed with a thwump in the soft red sand dunes
below him.
Igor wasn't happy. Igor had lost count of the number of times they had
failed. This was another failure and his master wasn't happy. He
couldn't work out what was going wrong with the process. The rain
battered against his face, the moon obscured by the clouds. It was due
to this and the fact that he didn't watch the body that he'd tipped
over the edge that he didn't notice anything…. Missing. He was
thinking of his next job, had been charged to find another 'patient'
for Master K, so he wound his way along the dark foggy forest path to
the town on the other side.
It was busy. New people had made it into town somehow. They were
wearing JMC uniforms. Igor backed into an ally and watched a few of
them file into a local tavern, 'The Spotted Duck'. It was an old pub,
and the 'u' on the sign had slightly worn away, the locals didn't
notice it, but some of the JMC people found it funny. Igor found
himself angry with them, for making fun of his hometown. He glowered
and walked through the rain to the tavern, entering into the warm
glow. He chose a spot in the corner by the bar and ordered a large
beer. He glowered at the new people in town. Looking for a victim.
---- Meanwhile ----
At the quarry, all was not as it should have been. The 'dead' body had
gotten up and was walking around, along with all the other failed
experiments. They were brain dead mindless drones, only with a simple
drive. That of one for revenge, revenge against the fact they had been
tortured and society hadn't helped them. They wanted to kill and they
were beginning to climb the sides of the quarry.
<TBC>
OOC – Don't interact with Igor please, he's a miserable sod who's
doing a job. You'll get a chance to have some free reign with it soon;
I'm just setting the scene.