Entity 777- "Necro-mobile"

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The Necromobile.

Entity Number: 777

Habitat(s): Level 11

Description:

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Closeup photo of The Necromobile, which appears to be a 1970 Dodge Demon.

The Necromobile is a driverless and seemingly phantasmal car that appears within random roads and highways on Level 11. It drives at extremely dangerous speeds and has hit several pedestrians, having killed one person so far.

The car has no known origin or owner, and operates on its own chaotic agenda. It is capable of communicating via honking in morse code, though it rarely does so unless it has been trapped or forced to slow down. When it appears, it will drive in a random pattern throughout whatever neighborhood it is in until it leaves sight and subsequently vanishes. It is possible to guide the route it takes by blocking off certain street entrances with debris, though this seems to only agitate it, causing it to increase its speed even further.

The Necromobile has shown that it is capable of thought and appears to be wholly sentient, having a personality equivalent to that of an anarchist or punk individual. It usually plays songs via its radio while driving, taking a specific liking to surfer rock, grunge, and other alternative music.1 It has also shown a great distaste for any type of authority, and will attack any members of The Eyes of Argos and The M.E.G. that reside within Level 11.


Interview:

Doctor Bierre, aided with the help of The Eyes of Argos, spent an entire month attempting to trap The Necromobile within a garage in Level 11. After many failed attempts, they were eventually able to guide the car inside of the garage by quickly blocking off all other exits with various billboards they found within the level.

After the car entered the garage, they closed the door and waited for its next attempt of escape. After roughly ten minutes, it began honking in a rhythmic fashion that was recognized as a crude form of morse code. Bierre used a megaphone to respond to the car, conducting an improvised interview.

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Interviewer: Doctor Bierre
Interviewee: The Car


Entity 777: (In morse) LET ME OUT FUCKER

Doctor Bierre: (Via megaphone) Can you understand us? Could you respond to me right now?

Entity 777: YEAH

Doctor Bierre: Perfect! We're going to ask you some questions now, and if you cooperate, we'll let you out.

Entity 777: LAME BUT WHATEVER

Doctor Bierre: First question. How exactly do you drive? Do you need someone to steer? Have you ran out of gas before?

Entity 777: THATS THREE QUESTIONS DUMBASS

Entity 777: LEARN TO COUNT

Doctor Bierre: Right. Next question.

Entity 777 honks exactly one time, interrupting Doctor Bierre, but does not continue after Bierre pauses.

Doctor Bierre: When were you made?

Entity 777 does not respond for a prolonged period of time.

Entity 777: WELL IM NOT AN OLD SELLOUT LIKE YOU IF THATS WHAT YOU MEAN

Entity 777: FUCKING NERD SELLOUT

Doctor Bierre: Huh. I sense an aggression towards The M.E.G. Could you explain why you feel this way about us?

Entity 777: NO

Doctor Bierre: Right. Last question.

Entity 777: FINALLY

Doctor Bierre: So, why do you drive as fast as you do? It's putting many people in danger.

Entity 777: BECAUSE ITS FUN AS HELL

Entity 777: LET ME OUT NOW NERDS

Doctor Bierre: Unless you can provide us with a better reasoning, I'm afraid we won't do that. You're a threat to this community, and you should stay locked up for the time being.

Entity 777 begins honking rapidly. Parts of its speech could not be translated.

Entity 777: FUCK OFF SELLOUTS

Entity 777: FUCKING POSERS

Entity 777: EAT THIS


A loud bang comes from the inside of the garage, and the entire building catches fire soon thereafter. The research team evacuates the area before the fate of Entity 777 can be ascertained.


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