DrakeZero/DMX RP (Dead Space)

[DragonMasterX]

"Mock all you desire, Mr. Vaughan," Freeman said with a smile, "Once Socrates has finished re-educating you, all that will come out of your mouth will be the holy teachings of our god."

"Just what the hell is this Socrates thing?" Michael groaned. None of this made sense to him, that is, until he was able to hear an audible roar from behind them. Instinctively, the young man turned around and widened his eyes as he saw Bide with his weak body stare at them hungrily.

"I'm... I'm..." Bide stuttered, drool escaping his mouth as his eyes seemed to roll inside his sockets. Suddenly, he coughed some blood and began twitching, his battered body releasing a huge amount of gasses as his jaw began elongating, taking the shape of a large animal-like muzzle, he fell to his knees as his hands began gripping on the ground to the point his skinny fingers began bleeding. Freeman smiled, Michael frowned and tried to step back while Bide let out a bestial roar as several pointed tentacles sprouted from his back and the rest of his body protuded spikes just about everywhere, "HUNGRY!" Bide roared.

"Holy shit!" Michael screamed, "What happened to him?!"

"He has been transformed," Freeman calmly explained, "He has been turned into our teacher, the one who shall enlighten every heretic and turn them into the Hive Mind's loyal servant; Socrates."