Hate the Living, Love the Dead

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April 19th, 2012, 2:39 pm #1

(Brian Larke continued from The Long Walk)

Slipping into the town was easy. It seemed quiet, whatever that implied. He knew from the announcements that at lot of people had been killed, he had actually listened this time for a change. Of course his name had come up, but only for the second time. How many times had Rebecca's? How could people act so suspicious around him when she was out there?

The choice of venue for the town was easy. The saloon. Perhaps there was something worth finding in her. He slipped behind the bar....nothing much, but in the far corner. Covered in cobwebs, Brian found a bottle of bourbon, half empty, probably disgusting. He uncorked it and took a swig anyway.

Empty, he might be able to use it as a weapon.

Brian Larke was in the final stages of the competition, and he was unarmed. Perhaps if this bottle was empty...he could use it as a makeshift weapon. The bourbon sucked, but it lit his stomach on fire which was good enough for him. Perhaps it would kill the dull fear rising in his stomach.

He moved to one of the bar stools and sat down.

That's where he would wait.
-PeregrineInk

Honoring the glorious dead:
F26: Maddie Harris: Resident artist.- Seven Unveiled Masterpieces- Death by carelessness
YLW5:Jake Langston:Just a nice guy-No kills- Death by misunderstanding
GLD1:Mae St. Clair -One half of the Golden Couple- One and a half kills- Death by loss of hope
M18: Brian Larke: A horrible human being.- Two kills- Death by just desserts.
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April 20th, 2012, 6:11 pm #2

(Rebecca Clark continued from On The Outside)

Rebecca had made her way to what she assumed was the middle of the town. She couldn't remember too well where exactly the middle was. She hadn't found the house she had stayed in before and she didn't want to find Vienna's body at the general store. She had checked a couple of houses at random on the way over, just on the chance someone would be in one of them.

No one was.

Well it really figured. But now she had reached the obviously labeled Saloon. The short porch leading to the swinging doors creaked as she took a step up. She kept her bow in one hand as she pushed the door open to get inside.

Now, would anyone choose to stay here?
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April 21st, 2012, 4:49 pm #3

Brian raised his eyes at the sound of the saloon doors swinging open, only to see the last person he had ever wanted to ever possibly see walk in as though she owned the place.

Rebecca.

The girl he kissed. The girl who he had definitely assumed wasn't going to even be able to lift a finger and pull a trigger and yet had managed to definitely kill a sound percentage of the people in this game. He didn't have the energy to bring himself to care about this at the moment.

He took her in.

...and offered her the bottle.

"Drink?" He asked.
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Honoring the glorious dead:
F26: Maddie Harris: Resident artist.- Seven Unveiled Masterpieces- Death by carelessness
YLW5:Jake Langston:Just a nice guy-No kills- Death by misunderstanding
GLD1:Mae St. Clair -One half of the Golden Couple- One and a half kills- Death by loss of hope
M18: Brian Larke: A horrible human being.- Two kills- Death by just desserts.
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April 22nd, 2012, 1:25 am #4

Oh shit it was Brian.

The one person she knew about who had tried to kill before she had. Of course he had failed, so maybe he was worse at killing than he was at making out. Bad analogy, Brian was pretty good at that. He knew that spot on her collarbone that she just loved to ha-

Quit being distracted, dumb bitch.

He offered her a drink. Wait, what the fuck? No, this was the asshole who had shot her in the fucking hip. People like that did not simply offer each other drinks. Normally she'd be suspicious. If she had drank with Brian before she would have been afraid he would try to get her drunk to have sex. Now it was death. Brian had killed two people, so he was far from harmless. After all, even those who had killed zero had been able to make her seriously hurt.

She shifted her legs, feeling the bruises on them and up her body, along with the slightly sharper pain in her hip. She raised up the loaded bow. "Where's the shotgun?" It was weird he didn't have it, especially after he had both shot her with it and was cradling it like a new girlfriend when she had first found him.
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April 24th, 2012, 10:50 pm #5

Brian's lips curled into a rueful smile in spite of himself. The shotgun. Oh...the shotgun. He had felt so powerful with that thing hadn't he? And where was it now? Off in no man's land.

At least no one had been allowed to touch it, no one had been allowed to shoot it but him. Part of that made him feel a lot better about the whole thing, knowing that. It made it all hurt less somehow.

"It's gone. You can look around this place if you'd like." He took another swig of the bottle. It burned pretty good.

Maybe it won't hurt then, when she does it.

The thought, errant and terrible, nevertheless had merit. Rebecca had killed more than anyone. Brian had a feeling that it didn't matter how many times he kissed her at this point, he was looking directly into the face of his killer.

"The big guy, Mike, the announcement said- threw it off into the sunset. It was either go and get it and get sliced...or, well..have a drink with a pretty lady."

His smile wavered a little bit, as though he became a little aware of his own situation, but soon it was wiped away by lazy half-drunken self assurance.

"What's your hurry, sugar?"
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Honoring the glorious dead:
F26: Maddie Harris: Resident artist.- Seven Unveiled Masterpieces- Death by carelessness
YLW5:Jake Langston:Just a nice guy-No kills- Death by misunderstanding
GLD1:Mae St. Clair -One half of the Golden Couple- One and a half kills- Death by loss of hope
M18: Brian Larke: A horrible human being.- Two kills- Death by just desserts.
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April 26th, 2012, 3:14 am #6

(GMing approved and all that)

Brian lied.

He had to be lying. He would never had let his fingers off of that thing. She knew that. She wasn't stupid. So what if he put it down for a minute to take a drink? It didn't mean that he wouldn't go grab it and shoot her as soon as her back was turned.

Plus the dick had shot her hip.

She let the arrow go, seeing it bring death to the young man who had made her feel good once. She searched the floor. No shotgun. Behind scattered tables and chairs. No shotgun.

Had he been telling the truth? She felt a twinge of guilt. She had killed him under false assumptions. No, shut up bitch. You were planning to kill him anyway. He shot you in the hip! She still felt guilty.

Fuck it, maybe getting away from this place would help. Her eyes went to the bottle still spilling on the floor. She wanted it. No, that would be stupid. She was doing this to live. That wouldn't help.

Rebecca would be sure to have a few if she made it out of this.

(Rebecca Clark continued in Swan Song)
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April 27th, 2012, 2:30 pm #7

No. It still hurt.


But Brian wasn't particularly surprised.


He was only trying to be cordial when he offered Rebecca that drink, or an opportunity to sit, and there he was flat on his back, staring at the ceiling as warm blood pumped out of his wildly beating heart, trying desperately to keep on living, but really just dumping out more and more and more until..

His vision grew fuzzy around the edges.

I just wanted to be a winner, Brian Larke thought. Is this where the violins swell?

Then he started to laugh, a deep, throaty laugh interrupted by spurts of deep heart's blood. He couldn't stop though. Sure, there was an arrow in his chest, Rebecca as sweeping the area, having killed him on what she thought was a lie, and there he was, laughing a finger-painting onto the floor of a dusty saloon, never once figuring out why he was even here.

With a smile on his face, he closed his eyes and rested his head back, ignoring the rest of the world.

Shit that was funny. Of course I'm a winner, I'm Brian Fucking Larke.



M18: Brian Larke.....DEAD
-PeregrineInk

Honoring the glorious dead:
F26: Maddie Harris: Resident artist.- Seven Unveiled Masterpieces- Death by carelessness
YLW5:Jake Langston:Just a nice guy-No kills- Death by misunderstanding
GLD1:Mae St. Clair -One half of the Golden Couple- One and a half kills- Death by loss of hope
M18: Brian Larke: A horrible human being.- Two kills- Death by just desserts.
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