Confiscate the Crown

Hollyquin
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Joined: June 7th, 2010, 10:39 pm

June 24th, 2011, 4:49 pm #1

[[Hayley Kelly continued from Paint it Black]]


Yeah, remember that whole no-sense-of-direction thing?

...Yeah.

Shit.


It'd been...maybe an hour, maybe less since she'd left the crime scene, or whatever you wanted to call it, the place where Maxwell Lombardi had snapped some poor boy's neck. Having completely failed at the ally-making type plans, she figured she might as well get back to her actual ally. The only one on this island she could actually bring herself to trust. Ema Ryan- not to mention all her stuff, which she'd left with her. Including her cigarettes. Very important things, and she really wished she had one right now because goddammit being dead lost was stressful.

Yeah, she was dead lost. Probably because she couldn't read a map. Also because she had completely and totally forgotten that she had a compass. That might've helped a bit, possibly, but all she was noticing was how she kept walking and things just seemed to get more and more unfamiliar. Even that she hardly noticed, though. She was passing the time in her own headspace.

Wonder how she's doing without me...how they're all doing OH WAIT, there is no they, everyone's dead. Or home, one of the two, shit, did they really blow the boat up? Boats, even, there weren't that many people on the one, I didn't see Isabel, there were probably...they did say they blew them up. And they usually don't lie about this shit but like...how big of a kick in the ass to them would it have been if they succeeded? They like pretending they're on top of everything. Admitting that, oh look, half the island got away on these shiny little boats, they're all going to live and your chances are pretty much nil, goodnight and good luck- yeah, unlikely. They probably made it. Why wouldn't they make it? Getting the boats probably wasn't priority, like they really care about a bunch of kids who probably were no fun on camera anyway. If some shit was going on at their little base camp, bet it was, that's where they're gonna focus.

And what about Danya, anyway? No way it was coincidence that he disappears right after the fucking rescue squad comes- OOOOF.


She'd run into a tree.

Ow.

Okay, ruminating time was over. At home or dead, she didn't have to worry about Jay or Isabel right now. Ema, on the other hand, was (hopefully) still alive and now was finding-the-girlfriend time. Hayley finally bothered to dig up her map, remembering that she was in the Coastal Woods. ...Or maybe she wasn't anymore. There was another wooded area right next to it that she might well have stumbled into. No way to really be sure. She could've just gone north...but she'd been north in those woods before. North was where Kyle had died. This was something else.

So she'd skewed east. Okay. That was a problem, but a fixable one, if she could find a clearing to look at the sun. The sun. Rises in the east, sets in the west, yeah? she thought, hoping it was still early enough for the sun to be what she wanted to be walking towards. She contemplating climbing a tree again- sure it had been fucking terrifying the first time, but at least she'd see the sky- when she heard a rustling sound.

Rustling sounds meant company. Company was most unwelcome.

Hayley's grip on Vera tightened as she stood against a tree, covering her back. She searched for a disturbance in the foliage. The disturbance was going to catch a bullet.
being meguca is suffering

[V5] ALIVE:
[x] Aidan Flynn [B???] // Passing slowly though the vector, damp with fog, the bog that grows the former business sector...
[x] Chitose Saionji [G???] // 公園に千歳は本を読む!

[V5] CONCEPTS:
Winston Evans aced the last English test and would like to point out how gorgeous your shoes are.
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[V4] ESCAPED:
[x] Garrett Hunter [B138] [KC: 0] // Sitting at home, figuring some shit out.
"If there's anything I can do...anywhere I can fight, send me there. I want to help." // ♕ - ♕ - ♕ - ♕ - ♕ - ♕ - ♕ - ♕ - ♕ - ♕ - ♕

[V4] DECEASED:
[x] Hayley Kelly [G103] [KC: 7] // RANK 33
I don't want to go. // ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥ - ♥
[x] Jasper-Declan MacDermott [B129] [KC: 0] // RANK 93
Perhaps...it was worth it, after all. // ❂ - ❂ - ❂ - ❂ - ❂ - ❂ - ❂ - ❂ - ❂
[x] Vivien Morin [B062] [KC: 0] // RANK 131
Goodnight, Sylvie. // ♀ - ♀ - ♀ - ♀ - ♀
[x] Maria Santiago [G110] [KC: 0] // RANK 258
"So...I guess...I'm going to heaven after all..." // ✝ - ✝
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Arscapi
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Joined: June 13th, 2009, 7:20 am

June 25th, 2011, 3:51 am #2

((Thea Kairos continued from Everyday is like Sunday ))

((GMing of Hayley approved.))

Thea stalked the island with a sense of purpose. She was going to find Hayley and make her pay. Thea continued walking in the direction that she had last seen Hayley disappear. Realistically, she knew the chances of finding her again were slim. But then she had managed to find her once already. And the girl seemed to have no trouble finding the people Thea cared about.

She slowed slightly when the announcement of a possible rescue rang through the island. Thea gave a short laugh and shook her head. What kind of sick torture had Danya dreamt up for them now? She was almost positive that this was only the latest in his attempts to kill of her senior class. He probably had some sick trap to get rid of those that he decided weren’t going to play the game. Part of here was glad to hear that there were still some of her classmates who refused to play. The thought that she could go and investigate this trap only briefly crossed her mind. She’d decided she was going to play, if only long enough to get rid of Hayley.

Thea wasn’t surprised when the next announcement was a long list of those that had taken part in the rescue attempt. She was saddened to hear Acacia’s name among them, and took a moment to mourn the loss of another friend. She neared the woods and came up short. She’d been in these woods twice before. This is where she’d started, where she’d found and lost James. Thea sighed and continued on, glancing back at Mary-Ann. She wasn’t being a very good companion at all. She was glad to have Mary-Ann with her. Glad the girl had decided to join her on her mission, without the fighting that had come up the last time the subject had been broached.

Thea moved through the woods quietly, she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. She froze and turned her head to follow the movement. She couldn’t believe it. Hayley was making her way through the forest not 20 feet in front of her. Thea shadowed the girl for a while, inching her way closer as she went. She was determined not to make the same mistake she had when Charlie was in danger. Thea thought she was just getting close enough when she noticed Hayley’s behavior changed.

Hayley backed herself against a tree and turned to face the woods to the right of her. Hayley was facing the wrong direction, which gave her the opportunity she’d been waiting for. Forgetting the gun that was in her bag, she launched herself at Hayley.

Taking a page from the football players, she cheered so often for; she solidly hit Hayley sending the gun flying from the girl’s grip. Not giving the girl a chance to recover she raised her fist and punched her hard in the face.

“You bitch, you took them. You took them both from me,” she cried.
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Ruggahissy
Mr. Danya
Joined: June 10th, 2010, 2:07 am

June 26th, 2011, 6:17 am #3

((Mary-Ann Warren continued from Everyday is Like Sunday))

Mary-Ann followed after Thea in the thick forest. She sighed and wiped her forehead of sweat. She moved her tongue around her mouth.

Thirsty, she thought sadly.

Sometime while they'd been walking they'd heard the announcement of escape. Thea didn't want to risk checking it out.

It would be just like Danya to raise their hopes just to dash them. It seemed she'd made the right call because not a day later they were all dead. All of them.

Mary-Ann chewed on her cheek. There had to be less than a quarter of the class left. It still baffled her that she'd made it this long. Now she was starting to have second thoughts about finding Hayley. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to go looking for a killer many times over. However, Thea was inconsolable and her thirst for revenge insatiable. Her anger was torrefied into a bright, strong blaze that Mary-Ann didn't think she'd have any chance reasoning with.

So she followed. She tagged along. She was so afraid of what would happen if they found Hayley. Well, speak of the devil and he will appear. Just as Mary-Ann had the thought about Hayley, they'd found her.

Mary-Ann gripped her gun tightly. They followed quietly. They slinked behind them softly, so softly until Thea launched at Hayley. In the fray, Hayley'd lost her gun. Mary-Ann kept the gun trained the girls, but knew she'd never shoot.

"Thea..."
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- Today at 8:38 PM
imagine this happening in life
and you pissed off a cop and he made you live with some incontinent sodafreak

05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not kill a policeman
05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal his helmet
05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not defecate in his helmet and mail it to his grieving family.
05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal it again

17:06 Ruggawork An orison is a prayer
17:07 trash i don't know why i thought it was a bird
17:07 trash who looks at random ass words and thinks "huh what does that mean? whatever it's probably a bird"

14:11 Kalopsia I HEARD FURRIES AND I CAME AS FAST AS I COULD.
14:11 Imehal Lovely.
14:11 Imehal Read that again.

20:16Outfoxd I SAID I'M TAKIN IT BACK FROM THE SALTINE ESTABLISHMENT
20:16Meeemz Half the drag queens on Drag Race would beg to differ.
20:16Outfoxd EVERYONE KNOWS ALL DANCE CAME FROM AFRICA
20:17Outfoxd YOU CRACKAS NEED TO PUT SOME CHEESE ON YOSELF AND GO SIT ON A SNACK TRAY SOMEWHERE

21:07craft i
21:07craft am a fan of blowjbs.
21:07craft nods sagely
21:07Rugga ?
21:07Rugga Does that mean you get a lot of them or give a lot?
21:07craft yes
21:07craft wait
21:07Rugga ....



22:31Mimi THATS WHAT I THPGUTH
22:31Mimi THOUGHTU
22:31mudkip MIMI'S TURN
22:31Ruggahissy Thougt
22:31Ruggahissy THOUGHT
22:31Mimi HOUGHT
22:31Ruggahissy We got it
22:31Mimi THOUGHT
22:31Ruggahissy WE GOT IT
22:31Mimi we did good
22:32Mimi we're a good team

22:46 Meeemz I love dicks, though
22:46 Meeemz er
22:46 Rugga Sig quote
22:46 NaftUm
22:46 Meeemz dicky characters
22:46 Meeemz GOD NO

19:45 BikrikiI am pretty sure we can built a bridge to jerking off

00:11 Mimi DOESN'T FOAM BREAK EASILY
00:11 Ruggahissy Not if you wrap it in duct tape
00:11 MurderWeasel There's a fiberglass core.
00:12 MurderWeasel And the foam is some special sort you buy directly from another dimension using souls as currency or something.
00:12 Ruggahissy.........

14:42 Bikriki JA! Stick it in ze boot!
14:43 Rugga I LOVE THIS KID
14:43 Bikriki adds that to list of sexual euphemisms
14:43 Skyler_Phone You have a list?
14:43 Bikriki <.<
14:43 Bikriki >.>
14:43 Bikriki No...

Victoria says:
Oh wait, I totally forgot to tell you last night because I was busy whoring
Mimi says:
STORY
OF
MY
LIFE

16:42 KamiKaze I've always wondered what using a fleshlight feels like.
16:42 KamiKaze Too bad I'm not special because God didn't give me a penis. ):

17:46 Dom LET JESUS INTO YOUR HEART, NOT YOUR VAGOO

Ruggahissy this dress makes me feel like I should be having tea with the mad hatter. Not getting felt up by drunk Germans
Dom don't let them go down the rab-
Ruggahissy BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Dom SO WORTH IT

09:51 Vicky We did a good job, didn't we, Meemz?
09:51 Mimi not really, no

03:19 GeneralGoose*BUT HE'S GONNA THINK IT'S A SPOON. OR MY PENIS. WHICH IT ISN'T*

23:15 Cluevara ICE CREAM MAKES YOU FAT YOU LARDY LARD BUTT.


[+] spoiler
Jonah Heartsgrave: If you need to talk I'll listen.
Lori Martin: You're so stuck up.
Tirzah Foss: Let's have some fun.
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v6
Caleb Diamond: Silly sacrificer
Hazel Jung: Abandoned actress
v5
Amaranta Montalvo: Pageant Winner
Michelle Wexler: Vegetarian sweetheart
Paris Ardennes : Scheming holy man

v4
Ethan Kent : The smartest jerk
Sally Connelley: Dainty meanie
Nick LeMonde : Eternal optimist
Isabel Guerra: Sad little girl
Autumn O'Leary: Lonely redhead
Mary-Ann Warren: Crumbling romantic
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Hollyquin
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Joined: June 7th, 2010, 10:39 pm

June 26th, 2011, 8:36 am #4

Oh, that's cool, yeah. Come from the wrong fucking direction and tackle her. A gunshot she was kind of expecting. This...not so much.

"Gah-!"

Hayley hit the ground. She couldn't put up much of a fight for several reasons- first of all this other girl, who the fuck is this cunt anyway, she'd come out of nowhere. She'd thought she was covering all her angles but apparently not because this girl snuck right in through the blind spot she didn't know she had. Second of all, she'd just been smacked with 150 pounds of raging mostly-muscle, and 150 pounds is a fuckton when it's about fifty pounds more than your total body weight. Throw in Hayley being (hahaha) a delicate fucking flower and you had a recipe for disaster, disaster here meaning Hayley Kelly hitting the floor.

She had a brief moment to contemplate exactly how lucky she'd been, that she hadn't yet been injured, at least not seriously. The self-inflicted stress-cuts on her sides didn't count. This was Survival of the Fittest and she was healthy as a healthy thing, least until she was on the ground and all he thoughts were forced out of her head. She'd swear up and down, if she had the opportunity to do so, that she'd heard something crack- she hadn't, or at least it hadn't been anything in her body, though it fucking hurt enough that she might as well have snapped something. Fuck, it occurred to her that she'd never been attacked like this in her life, and she was suddenly really glad she wasn't a boy, boys got in shit like this all the time it seemed like, that must suck-

and then a fist connected with her face.


"OW! Jesus FUCK-"

THAT FUCKING HURT. Holy SHIT that hurt. New on that list of firsts for today, her goddamn bucket list, being punched in the fucking eye by some crazy bitch yelling something at her- "bitch" blah blah "took them" blah blah "from me" blah blah sorry Hayley couldn't hear that well she was being punched in the face. Honestly, Hayley had no idea who this girl was, though clearly she knew Hayley quite well. Presumably someone she killed was important to her, or more than one of them considering the plural pronoun the girl had used. Fuck, far as she knew there was nothing connecting any of the people she'd killed. Not that she'd known any of them that well.

But then there was that fist connecting with her face. With her body. Over. And over. And it was hard to think of anything at all.

She struggled. She did. She fought, squirming rather pathetically under the other girl's superior muscle mass, and predictably she failed to accomplish much of anything. She couldn't move, and she was in pain, so much fucking pain and she kept cursing mainly to keep herself conscious, keep herself present, and to keep the other girl from feeling like she was winning. But the occasional moan of pain slipped out. She just wasn't used to this. Fuck, she'd never even been hit before, not that she didn't deserve it for all the stunts she'd pulled over the years. Stealing boyfriends. Breaking hearts.

Karma was a bitch goddess.

And she went for her gun, of course she went for her gun, Vera was a one-stop shop solution to all her human-removal needs but guess what? She, it, whatever, was gone- maybe that was the crack she'd heard, the sound of her darling dear gun flying out of her hand, hitting a rock or something. Who knew. She realized she was damn lucky this girl hadn't just gone to grab the gun- she'd be dead by now. Dead. Dead.

She could die here.

That...shit.

No, okay, don't think about it like that. She hasn't shot you yet, she just...shit, could she kill me like this? It feels...feels enough like I'm dying, fuck...fuck, oh god, I...what do I do, shit, what do I do, gotta get out of here, she...god, fuck, OW, ow, owwww, please, please make it stop, stop it somehow, fucking Christ, stop it, I-

No no no stop bitching and do something, girly, for the love of fuck, do anything-


Right, okay, opportunity, find an opportunity. Find a way to not die, because dying here wasn't an option. So far away from Ema. All alone. Dammit, she had shit to do, she wasn't going to go down against some rampaging slut too fucking stupid to grab her fucking gun. Wasn't going to go down in a fucking fistfight that wasn't even a fistfight. This was the jock beating up the nerd in junior high, except the jock was aiming to kill. Okay, sure, the odds were against her, but she had to be able to do something.

Hey, well, she wasn't being restrained, not really. She could move her arms, not that they could do much. She'd been biting her nails too much for them to be an effective weapon. Her legs- same story. Her head...

Her head.

Right.

And so when the next punch landed on Hayley's face, she snapped her head sideways and bit the girl's wrist as hard as she fucking could.
being meguca is suffering

[V5] ALIVE:
[x] Aidan Flynn [B???] // Passing slowly though the vector, damp with fog, the bog that grows the former business sector...
[x] Chitose Saionji [G???] // &#20844;&#22290;&#12395;&#21315;&#27507;&#12399;&#26412;&#12434;&#35501;&#12416;!

[V5] CONCEPTS:
Winston Evans aced the last English test and would like to point out how gorgeous your shoes are.
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[V4] ESCAPED:
[x] Garrett Hunter [B138] [KC: 0] // Sitting at home, figuring some shit out.
"If there's anything I can do...anywhere I can fight, send me there. I want to help." // &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813;

[V4] DECEASED:
[x] Hayley Kelly [G103] [KC: 7] // RANK 33
I don't want to go. // &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829;
[x] Jasper-Declan MacDermott [B129] [KC: 0] // RANK 93
Perhaps...it was worth it, after all. // &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050;
[x] Vivien Morin [B062] [KC: 0] // RANK 131
Goodnight, Sylvie. // &#9792; - &#9792; - &#9792; - &#9792; - &#9792;
[x] Maria Santiago [G110] [KC: 0] // RANK 258
"So...I guess...I'm going to heaven after all..." // &#10013; - &#10013;
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June 26th, 2011, 6:20 pm #5

Thea felt better with every punch that landed. How this thing had managed to kill so many people she couldn’t figure out. She was barely defending herself. Bully, that’s what she was, tough when she could hide behind her gun. But here all she could do was her impression of a punching bag.

Thea hadn’t been in a fight for quite some time, not since she’d found less violent and more satisfying ways to get back at someone. It seemed however that you never forgot how to throw a punch.

She watched with satisfaction as Hayley struggled but couldn’t get free. She brought her fist down once more and was surprised when Hayley turned her head and sunk her teeth into Thea’s wrist.

Thea gasped and instinctively drew her hand back. Clutching it with the other one, she looked down at Hayley’s rapidly bruising face.

“You bitch,” she cried. Thea glanced around and noticed where Hayley’s gun had fallen, saw that Mary-Ann was to be of no help. She stood there pointing the gun, but had yet to fire or even make Hayley aware of her presence. Thea knew that she needed to keep Hayley away from the gun and focused her attention on subduing Hayley again. She reached out and grabbed for Hayley’s arms.
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Ruggahissy
Mr. Danya
Joined: June 10th, 2010, 2:07 am

June 27th, 2011, 7:53 am #6

Sickening crunch. A light splatter of blood. Hayley scraped and struggled and eventually came back at Thea by sinking her teeth into Thea's exposed wrist. It was a devastating location. It was home to some important veins and Mary-Ann remembered her father telling her how easy it was to break a wrist.

Mary-Ann felt queasy. This wasn't something she could do. She closed her eyes and started to sob. She shook her head and stared at them through her watery haze.

"Stop it. Stop doing this," she mumbled.

Thea deserved her revenge. She did and Mary-Ann knew it, but she just couldn't stomach to watch this. She couldn't watch Thea and Hayley rip each other limb from limb like animals.

"Stop it, please!" she begged.

In her desperation she accidentally squeezed the trigger. Mary-Ann squeeked and stood perfectly still with all hair on ends in shock.

"Sorry."
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- Today at 8:38 PM
imagine this happening in life
and you pissed off a cop and he made you live with some incontinent sodafreak

05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not kill a policeman
05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal his helmet
05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not defecate in his helmet and mail it to his grieving family.
05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal it again

17:06 Ruggawork An orison is a prayer
17:07 trash i don't know why i thought it was a bird
17:07 trash who looks at random ass words and thinks "huh what does that mean? whatever it's probably a bird"

14:11 Kalopsia I HEARD FURRIES AND I CAME AS FAST AS I COULD.
14:11 Imehal Lovely.
14:11 Imehal Read that again.

20:16Outfoxd I SAID I'M TAKIN IT BACK FROM THE SALTINE ESTABLISHMENT
20:16Meeemz Half the drag queens on Drag Race would beg to differ.
20:16Outfoxd EVERYONE KNOWS ALL DANCE CAME FROM AFRICA
20:17Outfoxd YOU CRACKAS NEED TO PUT SOME CHEESE ON YOSELF AND GO SIT ON A SNACK TRAY SOMEWHERE

21:07craft i
21:07craft am a fan of blowjbs.
21:07craft nods sagely
21:07Rugga ?
21:07Rugga Does that mean you get a lot of them or give a lot?
21:07craft yes
21:07craft wait
21:07Rugga ....



22:31Mimi THATS WHAT I THPGUTH
22:31Mimi THOUGHTU
22:31mudkip MIMI'S TURN
22:31Ruggahissy Thougt
22:31Ruggahissy THOUGHT
22:31Mimi HOUGHT
22:31Ruggahissy We got it
22:31Mimi THOUGHT
22:31Ruggahissy WE GOT IT
22:31Mimi we did good
22:32Mimi we're a good team

22:46 Meeemz I love dicks, though
22:46 Meeemz er
22:46 Rugga Sig quote
22:46 NaftUm
22:46 Meeemz dicky characters
22:46 Meeemz GOD NO

19:45 BikrikiI am pretty sure we can built a bridge to jerking off

00:11 Mimi DOESN'T FOAM BREAK EASILY
00:11 Ruggahissy Not if you wrap it in duct tape
00:11 MurderWeasel There's a fiberglass core.
00:12 MurderWeasel And the foam is some special sort you buy directly from another dimension using souls as currency or something.
00:12 Ruggahissy.........

14:42 Bikriki JA! Stick it in ze boot!
14:43 Rugga I LOVE THIS KID
14:43 Bikriki adds that to list of sexual euphemisms
14:43 Skyler_Phone You have a list?
14:43 Bikriki <.<
14:43 Bikriki >.>
14:43 Bikriki No...

Victoria says:
Oh wait, I totally forgot to tell you last night because I was busy whoring
Mimi says:
STORY
OF
MY
LIFE

16:42 KamiKaze I've always wondered what using a fleshlight feels like.
16:42 KamiKaze Too bad I'm not special because God didn't give me a penis. ):

17:46 Dom LET JESUS INTO YOUR HEART, NOT YOUR VAGOO

Ruggahissy this dress makes me feel like I should be having tea with the mad hatter. Not getting felt up by drunk Germans
Dom don't let them go down the rab-
Ruggahissy BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Dom SO WORTH IT

09:51 Vicky We did a good job, didn't we, Meemz?
09:51 Mimi not really, no

03:19 GeneralGoose*BUT HE'S GONNA THINK IT'S A SPOON. OR MY PENIS. WHICH IT ISN'T*

23:15 Cluevara ICE CREAM MAKES YOU FAT YOU LARDY LARD BUTT.


[+] spoiler
Jonah Heartsgrave: If you need to talk I'll listen.
Lori Martin: You're so stuck up.
Tirzah Foss: Let's have some fun.
[+] spoiler

v6
Caleb Diamond: Silly sacrificer
Hazel Jung: Abandoned actress
v5
Amaranta Montalvo: Pageant Winner
Michelle Wexler: Vegetarian sweetheart
Paris Ardennes : Scheming holy man

v4
Ethan Kent : The smartest jerk
Sally Connelley: Dainty meanie
Nick LeMonde : Eternal optimist
Isabel Guerra: Sad little girl
Autumn O'Leary: Lonely redhead
Mary-Ann Warren: Crumbling romantic
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Hollyquin
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Joined: June 7th, 2010, 10:39 pm

June 27th, 2011, 6:25 pm #7

She flinched. The other girl flinched. Not that that wasn't a normal reaction to being bitten, sure, but still, you'd think that your pain tolerance went up along with your adrenaline. You'd think that with your life on the line maybe you'd be able to resist, maybe you'd be able to hold on to a girl who's more than capable of killing you if you give her the fucking chance but hey, you could also give her that chance, that's definitely cool with her. She's totally okay with the way you drew back your arms like the fangs that had sunk in your wrist were full of poison.

That would do it. Or at the very least, that was a first step.

“You bitch," yeah, okay, I'm the bitch, sure, whatever makes you happy, you fucking lowlife cunt-ass motherfucker-

The other girl's arms reached for hers, in an attempt to hold her down, and that couldn't be allowed, if this girl got her arms down she was never getting out of here, least not in anything but a body bag, not that she could even hope for that much. So she squirmed away, but, shit, the other girl's body weight, that was still a thing and a major issue, though she did manage to give herself a little wiggle room, getting herself a good amount closer to Vera, her body gleaming in the sunlight maybe three feet away-

And there was a gunshot.

WHO THE FUCK-

But who cared, it didn't matter who it was, and she thought she heard a voice, but the voice didn't matter, what mattered was that she wasn't hit and that the other girl wasn't hit but that the other girl was distracted and wasn't she just thinking about opportunities? Yeah, they didn't make them better than this. She had a fraction of a second to react, at least to react in a way that would change the flow of this...was battle a word that worked here? Was it a battle if one member did nothing but be pummeled? Whatever, change the flow of this beating she was receiving- she had to move, now, and she did, slipping out from under the other girl and delivering a kick that probably accomplished nothing but whatever, even just trying felt good.

crawlcrawlcrawlgetitgetigetitgetitgetit-

Her hand reached out desperately as she crawled away, ignoring the throbbing pains that wracked her entire body, holy fuck even this, even moving this slowly, it felt like her body had been torn apart but she kept going because she didn't want to know just yet if death felt any better-

and she was rewarded with the wave of pleasure, of suddenly restored confidence, that came as her hand brushed warm metal.

Motherfucking miracles, man.

Hayley grinned and spun back around to find the girl having gained her bearings, now trying to get away. Not so fucking tough now, are ya? She couldn't move, knew she wouldn't be able to chase the girl- wasn't sure how she'd get back to Ema, for that matter- and she felt the presence of another person nearby, but that didn't matter. She was running on adrenaline, on not-quite-righteous fury. And she squeezed the trigger.

One.

Two.

Three.

I win.
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[V5] ALIVE:
[x] Aidan Flynn [B???] // Passing slowly though the vector, damp with fog, the bog that grows the former business sector...
[x] Chitose Saionji [G???] // &#20844;&#22290;&#12395;&#21315;&#27507;&#12399;&#26412;&#12434;&#35501;&#12416;!

[V5] CONCEPTS:
Winston Evans aced the last English test and would like to point out how gorgeous your shoes are.
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[V4] ESCAPED:
[x] Garrett Hunter [B138] [KC: 0] // Sitting at home, figuring some shit out.
"If there's anything I can do...anywhere I can fight, send me there. I want to help." // &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813;

[V4] DECEASED:
[x] Hayley Kelly [G103] [KC: 7] // RANK 33
I don't want to go. // &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829;
[x] Jasper-Declan MacDermott [B129] [KC: 0] // RANK 93
Perhaps...it was worth it, after all. // &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050;
[x] Vivien Morin [B062] [KC: 0] // RANK 131
Goodnight, Sylvie. // &#9792; - &#9792; - &#9792; - &#9792; - &#9792;
[x] Maria Santiago [G110] [KC: 0] // RANK 258
"So...I guess...I'm going to heaven after all..." // &#10013; - &#10013;
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Arscapi
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Joined: June 13th, 2009, 7:20 am

June 28th, 2011, 11:13 pm #8

Thea jumped as the gun went off near her. She turned, Hayley temporarily forgotten, to find Mary-Ann pointing a weapon at her.

“Mary-Ann, what are you doing,” she demanded. “Who are you trying to shoot?”

She felt Hayley moving underneath her and glanced down to see the girl reaching for her gun. ‘Shit,’ she thought scrambling to her feet. She looked around for the bag that she’d dropped earlier. Thea found it and took a step towards it. That’s when the gunshots rang out.

Thea grunted as pain shot through her body. Her hand instinctively went to her side, putting pressure on the wound. She hissed as the pressure sent more pain through her body. She had to get out of there; she couldn’t take on Hayley like this. Thea would have to find someplace to treat her wounds. Then she could come back and finish what she’d started. After all she’d found Hayley once, she was no confident you could do it again.

With these thought in mind Thea turned and hurried away from Hayley.

((Thea Kairos continued in In for a Penny, In for a Pound ))
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Ruggahissy
Mr. Danya
Joined: June 10th, 2010, 2:07 am

June 30th, 2011, 7:02 am #9

"I was-" she blurted out.

And then there was a noise. Mary-Ann turned her head away and shut her eyes tight by reflex when she heard it. It took a moment for her to realize she was holding her breath. Her head snapped back around and she looked at Hayley. The girl looked triumphant. Elated. Her eyes told the whole story of what she'd done. She looked at the girl and then hefted the gone up at her.

Thea! Mary-Ann looked down at the spot they'd been tussling. There was blood, but no girl. Had she wandered off? Based on the amount of blood on the ground the girl was a goner. It was surprising that she'd managed to move at all. Mary-Ann wasn't going to risk having a nice long look around to figure out where she'd gone.

She had her gun aimed at Hayley and Hayley had her gun as well. It was a stand-off.

"I-I'm not a-afraid of you," she choked out.

Mary-Ann swallowed and heart her heart beat loud. She could have sworn she felt her teeth buzzing too.

"I'll do it," she said quietly. "I will."

R.J. had taught her how. He had her try without the bullets. Squeeze the trigger.

I can't.
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- Today at 8:38 PM
imagine this happening in life
and you pissed off a cop and he made you live with some incontinent sodafreak

05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not kill a policeman
05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal his helmet
05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not defecate in his helmet and mail it to his grieving family.
05:57 NotAFlyingToyYou would not steal it again

17:06 Ruggawork An orison is a prayer
17:07 trash i don't know why i thought it was a bird
17:07 trash who looks at random ass words and thinks "huh what does that mean? whatever it's probably a bird"

14:11 Kalopsia I HEARD FURRIES AND I CAME AS FAST AS I COULD.
14:11 Imehal Lovely.
14:11 Imehal Read that again.

20:16Outfoxd I SAID I'M TAKIN IT BACK FROM THE SALTINE ESTABLISHMENT
20:16Meeemz Half the drag queens on Drag Race would beg to differ.
20:16Outfoxd EVERYONE KNOWS ALL DANCE CAME FROM AFRICA
20:17Outfoxd YOU CRACKAS NEED TO PUT SOME CHEESE ON YOSELF AND GO SIT ON A SNACK TRAY SOMEWHERE

21:07craft i
21:07craft am a fan of blowjbs.
21:07craft nods sagely
21:07Rugga ?
21:07Rugga Does that mean you get a lot of them or give a lot?
21:07craft yes
21:07craft wait
21:07Rugga ....



22:31Mimi THATS WHAT I THPGUTH
22:31Mimi THOUGHTU
22:31mudkip MIMI'S TURN
22:31Ruggahissy Thougt
22:31Ruggahissy THOUGHT
22:31Mimi HOUGHT
22:31Ruggahissy We got it
22:31Mimi THOUGHT
22:31Ruggahissy WE GOT IT
22:31Mimi we did good
22:32Mimi we're a good team

22:46 Meeemz I love dicks, though
22:46 Meeemz er
22:46 Rugga Sig quote
22:46 NaftUm
22:46 Meeemz dicky characters
22:46 Meeemz GOD NO

19:45 BikrikiI am pretty sure we can built a bridge to jerking off

00:11 Mimi DOESN'T FOAM BREAK EASILY
00:11 Ruggahissy Not if you wrap it in duct tape
00:11 MurderWeasel There's a fiberglass core.
00:12 MurderWeasel And the foam is some special sort you buy directly from another dimension using souls as currency or something.
00:12 Ruggahissy.........

14:42 Bikriki JA! Stick it in ze boot!
14:43 Rugga I LOVE THIS KID
14:43 Bikriki adds that to list of sexual euphemisms
14:43 Skyler_Phone You have a list?
14:43 Bikriki <.<
14:43 Bikriki >.>
14:43 Bikriki No...

Victoria says:
Oh wait, I totally forgot to tell you last night because I was busy whoring
Mimi says:
STORY
OF
MY
LIFE

16:42 KamiKaze I've always wondered what using a fleshlight feels like.
16:42 KamiKaze Too bad I'm not special because God didn't give me a penis. ):

17:46 Dom LET JESUS INTO YOUR HEART, NOT YOUR VAGOO

Ruggahissy this dress makes me feel like I should be having tea with the mad hatter. Not getting felt up by drunk Germans
Dom don't let them go down the rab-
Ruggahissy BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Dom SO WORTH IT

09:51 Vicky We did a good job, didn't we, Meemz?
09:51 Mimi not really, no

03:19 GeneralGoose*BUT HE'S GONNA THINK IT'S A SPOON. OR MY PENIS. WHICH IT ISN'T*

23:15 Cluevara ICE CREAM MAKES YOU FAT YOU LARDY LARD BUTT.


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Jonah Heartsgrave: If you need to talk I'll listen.
Lori Martin: You're so stuck up.
Tirzah Foss: Let's have some fun.
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v6
Caleb Diamond: Silly sacrificer
Hazel Jung: Abandoned actress
v5
Amaranta Montalvo: Pageant Winner
Michelle Wexler: Vegetarian sweetheart
Paris Ardennes : Scheming holy man

v4
Ethan Kent : The smartest jerk
Sally Connelley: Dainty meanie
Nick LeMonde : Eternal optimist
Isabel Guerra: Sad little girl
Autumn O'Leary: Lonely redhead
Mary-Ann Warren: Crumbling romantic
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Hollyquin
Winner
Joined: June 7th, 2010, 10:39 pm

July 2nd, 2011, 10:35 pm #10

She was gone.

She was gone, and judging from the way she'd clutched at her stomach and from the puddle of warm blood she'd left behind, from the dripping falling off of her, the trail that she could easily follow if she actually felt like doing that...it seemed like she'd be gone for real, permanent-like, very, very soon. And baby makes seven, she thought, her own inner voice sounding faint. Everything was getting the slightest bit too...spinny, for her taste. Was spinny a word? It didn't sound like a word, it sounded like something she'd made up on a drunken escapade, trying to describe the inevitable head rush that results from standing after sitting and drinking for far too long. This head rush felt a bit like that one, except that one generally wasn't accompanied by, or caused by, insane quantities of pain. Everything hurt. To a degree that all she could do about it was think about other things.

Like the whole seven-kill bit. Pulling away from the motherfucking pack. Of course, the question still remained of who the hell that girl was. She sort of cared, she didn't know why, and then she didn't know why she wouldn't care, it was all very confusing, like parts of her brain that she'd made a point to stifle were making a reappearance. It was hard to keep your thoughts down when you were losing control of everything. Mind and body. Her legs weren't moving and her mind was reminding her that she should know who this girl was, the one whose death she'd been responsible for, because that was the least she could do, was to remember that these were people, that they were real and she was killing them and that was...bad, or something, god, her head hurt and everything was really lost and confusing and there was blood in her mouth and this darkness creeping slowly at the corners of her vision...

And there was a person.

Another person. A different one.

And she was holding a gun, so that was nice. Always a good time, guns were, especially when they were being pointed at you.

"I-I'm not a-afraid of you."

Really? Okay. Give me a moment to pretend to believe you. The corner of her mouth twitched up a bit, though even that movement was enough to send a wave of pain rushing through her head. Her fingers...her fingers were one of the few parts of her that had gotten out of this beating unscathed, and they tightened around Vera, figuring that if she could beat back that whole moral ambiguity argument again (she'd done a pretty fucking good job of it so far) she could let this be number eight and hell, then she'd REALLY be pulling away from the pack. Second place wasn't bad. Not bad at all.

"I'll do it. I will."

Hayley would have been a bit more amused by that remark had she not suddenly remembered the gunshot- the one that gave her the opportunity to escape her attacker. It must've been this girl, no way around it. But then she remembered exactly how badly she had missed and her amusement came back. A marksman, this girl was not. She was another mystery, though. Did she know the other girl? Wouldn't she be going after her if she did? Or maybe she figured she'd do the other one's bidding, finish what she'd started...or maybe she was totally related and had just found her in the woods. Taking the opportunity to take out a killer.

It was funny how her injuries were fucking with her self-preservation instinct. Maybe if she was thinking logically she'd think of a comeback, some logical reason why this girl shouldn't just kill her, but Hayley's contempt for her combined with how incoherent her thoughts were being led to her right hand twitching slowly upward. Honestly, she was almost surprised that the girl didn't fire at her when she had the chance. No sense looking a fucking gift...whatever in the...face, shit, how did that one go...

Who cared?

She pulled the trigger.



Click.


...Ha.

Haha...hahahaha...


"Hahahahahaha..."

She coughed. There was blood in her mouth, not coming from inside her, thank god- internal bleeding, that would be a bitch right now- but from her split lip and her possibly broken nose. Her mouth twitched into a smile despite the pain, probably because the pain was decreasing, and that wasn't comforting, that was terrifying, but she was too tired to really panic. So tired. That blackness was creeping over her eyes again.

"...Lucky."

The darkness covered her.


[[Hayley Kelly (mentally) continued in Friend is a Four Letter Word]]
being meguca is suffering

[V5] ALIVE:
[x] Aidan Flynn [B???] // Passing slowly though the vector, damp with fog, the bog that grows the former business sector...
[x] Chitose Saionji [G???] // &#20844;&#22290;&#12395;&#21315;&#27507;&#12399;&#26412;&#12434;&#35501;&#12416;!

[V5] CONCEPTS:
Winston Evans aced the last English test and would like to point out how gorgeous your shoes are.
[+] spoiler
[V4] ESCAPED:
[x] Garrett Hunter [B138] [KC: 0] // Sitting at home, figuring some shit out.
"If there's anything I can do...anywhere I can fight, send me there. I want to help." // &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813; - &#9813;

[V4] DECEASED:
[x] Hayley Kelly [G103] [KC: 7] // RANK 33
I don't want to go. // &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829; - &#9829;
[x] Jasper-Declan MacDermott [B129] [KC: 0] // RANK 93
Perhaps...it was worth it, after all. // &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050; - &#10050;
[x] Vivien Morin [B062] [KC: 0] // RANK 131
Goodnight, Sylvie. // &#9792; - &#9792; - &#9792; - &#9792; - &#9792;
[x] Maria Santiago [G110] [KC: 0] // RANK 258
"So...I guess...I'm going to heaven after all..." // &#10013; - &#10013;
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