Zetsumodernista
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November 15th, 2016, 6:24 pm #11

Alan had plans.

Well, maybe not exactly plans. More like strategies. General objectives, and a good sense of what he should be doing right now to further those objectives.

See, this is why he did Lincoln Douglas. No dumbass partners. Not that he thought other people were stupid or anything, but they tended to fuck things up. Alan liked chaos. He liked things to be fucked up. He just wanted it to be under his control. Only he can protect the chaos or some shit like that.

What, you implying that Alan doesn't have a real plan? You sayin' his plan ain't good enough for you, Mia? Fuck you. Hey, get this-- we are the I-N-S-U-R-G-E-N-T-S. There. Spelled it out for you. Look, if you wanted a serious plan, you should've found a group that wasn't bent on blowing up the system. Because plans are for the system. Or something. And you really really shouldn't ask Alan do to plans. Cuz Alan didn't do plans. Oh, he could do plans. But he couldn't do plans. Make sense? No? Okay okay let Alan clear that up for you. The rebellion had to work without a real plan or it wouldn't be a proper rebellion. You're not cut out for the cause, kid.

Of course, he would've preferred to talk a little more before going all psycho on Mia, try to maybe get her in so they can have her weapon without a fight. Still a shitty thing to do, probably, but eh. At least everybody'd leave with fewer bruises. Yet another reason he didn't like having plans where he had to get people to do something other than fuck things up. Cuz then they fuck things up.

Couldn't exactly blame them, of course. Snap decisions were his style, too. The difference? His snap decisions were the right ones. Always. Because even when they fuck things up he still wound up happier than he would've been if he'd carefully thought things out and optimized something. Plus, they fuck things up in a fun way anyways.

Hey, this was kinda fun, right? Not that Alan liked violence. But conflict. Excitement. Chaos. He was drunk, stoned, tripping, high out of his mind. Never mind that a bunch of those were incongruous.

Mia was strong for her size. Shouldn't have been surprising. He'd even told himself not to be surprised by it, in the split second before he'd tackled her. And yet his body was still caught off guard a little.

No problem. Just hold her down, Kaitlyn'll get the gun, we'll be on our merry way with an apology and a promise to make things up to her later. They'd gone too far to take back his promise now.

Mia squirmed. Nothing personal, kid.

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November 15th, 2016, 11:33 pm #12

Alright. It appeared as though some sense of normalcy had been resumed. Alan seemed to have already run out of fuel, considering his complete lack of elaboration of his so called ‘plan’, and Kaitlyn hardly seemed to have cared either way. Mia felt herself calming down again, an easy smile falling into place. Of course she’d just been paranoid. Hadn’t she been in a similar position not so long ago? Desperately searching for some sort of plan but not even having the slightest of outlines for one?

She felt a little awkward just standing there now, and was about to go and sit back on the sofa when Kaitlyn caught her attention.

“Oh, uh, sure! Thanks!”

She wasn’t running low on rations or anything, but she hadn’t eaten yet today, and it was a nice show of solidarity from the other girl. Mia reached out for the ration bar, eyes focused on it as it spun lazily in the air.

Kaitlyn shouted, and Mia had just enough time to blink before Alan barrelled into her and knocked all the air from her lungs and the words from her throat. The back of her head smashed against the library floor, and her vision blurred and she felt her stomach churn. For a few moments, she couldn’t move, feeling like a truck had hit her, the sickness in her stomach slowly fading to be replaced with a lead weight crushing her.

Her vision came back and she realised Alan was still on top of her, pinning her down, stopping her from moving. She was smaller than him, but if she had realised what was happening, she felt as though she could have provided some serious resistance, but she’d had no idea. How could she have? She had trusted Kaitlyn. Trusted both of them.

Alan was pressing down on her arms, stopping her from trying to push him off, but still she struggled against him, attempting to wriggle free, push him off, whatever it took to escape. It was hard to speak. Words of confusion, anger and fear died in her mouth. All her energy was being directed to getting free.
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Current Thread: Lo Mein Event - ?Whatever you need, I've got you covered!?
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Current Thread: he let me set fire to a fleet of ships when no-one else would - ?Maybe we can trade. I get to watch you dance, you get to watch me work out.?
Stepney Cruz-I'm taking back the crown, I'm all dressed up and naked, I see what's mine and take it Memes
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Dean Puchero - By July you'd made a whole bunch of brand new friends, people you used to look down on, and you'd figured out a way to make real money Keane
Current Thread: Generation Loss - ?Oh, and hey, don?t worry ?bout earlier, it?s all cool. I think you?d probably have been hurt worse than me if we?d collided, anyways.?
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George Leidman (Adopted from Blastinus)
Current location-Paint it Black-DECEASED-Neck broken by Maxwell Lombardi
Weapons-Wallet with German marks, Yatagan, guitar, Savage Model 1907 (.32 ACP)

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B004-Owen Kay-?I don?t... don?t want to die...?-Weapons: Table Leg, Rusty Golf Club-Never Truly Had A Chance
Location: Finally finished in A Human Work

G041-Amy Bachelor-Mike, I... I don?t want to--Weapon: Blackjack-Can't Live On Hope Alone
Location: So near, and yet so very, very far in Hollow Stars

B024-Francis St. Ledger-?Megan, just... just fuckin? listen to me.?-Weapon: Insulated Blanket-Crossed The Line
Location: Made the wrong choice in The Real Folk Blues

V6!

G021-Mia Rose-You can't understand that I won't leave 'til we're finished here, and then you'll find out where it all went wrong
Died in: Elapsam Semel Occasionem Non Ipse Potest Iuppiter Reprehendere
Weapon: Uzi-Pro

G034-Astrid Tate-So what became of loving man, and what became of you?
Died in: End of the Line
Weapon: Pickaxe

G006-Bryony Adams-Burning bright until the end, now you'll be missing from the photographs
Died in: eternitybox
Current Weapon: Deck of playing cards, broken easel leg.
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Amy Bachelor, by Violent-Medic

Owen Kay, by Un-Persona

Amy Bachelor, by Mimi

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Clover Crescent-Why would I waste another day whilst life just passes by?
Castlevania Ada Bentley-Save your cheers and my applause, I never was worth fighting for
Richard Potter-But if I had one chance to freeze time, and stand still and soak in everything, I'd choose right now
Kerry Gray-We'll finish what we started, so promise me that we'll be the Lionhearted
Marshall Nichols-Maybe that's how books get written, maybe that's why songs get sung, maybe we are the unlucky ones
Gregory "Greg" Gateshead-Built an empire of sound, as the bridges were falling down
Candice Bailey-I feel I can fly, I'm on 678 cloud 9, and ain't nothin gonna stop me
Patty English-We're all in the same boat, staying afloat for the moment
Ophelia Wright-If you're dreaming what I'm dreaming, close your eyes and feel at home
Marina-Cassandra Gro?-And we will never be alone again, 'cause it doesn't happen every day
Boyd Adkinson - And the lights, they glow, like I just lost the world war, and the scene slips away to the evenness I fake
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November 16th, 2016, 1:25 am #13

Stop shaking.

And just what were her hands shaking with?

Everything, she guessed.

Kaitlyn pulled out the bottle, drew the syringe out of its package. Okay. She'd seen this before on TV. You just jab the needle through the top -- perfect -- and draw in the stuff. It filled the barrel before her eyes and she was just now trying to figure out how much she was supposed to use here. Fuck. Not that much, that's for sure. This was horse stuff, right, and horses weren't exactly human-sized, not to mention the whole species difference... but tranquilizers and stuff were all pretty much the same stuff, right? She was sure there were plenty of people out here who'd gotten this whole thing down to a fine art, either like scientifically or recreationally. Funny. Libertarian though Kaitlyn was, she'd never bothered to get too much involved with the 'drugs for all!' scene. Not that Kingman was big or exciting enough to have anything like that. Maybe she was saving it for Vegas.

"Uhhh..."

She glanced up. Mia was bucking violently -- like a horse or something, ha -- and even though Alan had her down tight, yeah, she had no time for this. Half a dose should be good. That sounded right. Horses were about twice as big as people. So as she lurched out of the chair and forward, she was already pressing down on the plunger and spraying an arc of clear liquid halfway across the room.

"Keep on her Alan, I'm coming, and--"

Kaitlyn stuttered out the words as she crossed the room, only to stumble over her own feet halfway there and thud painfully on her knees, scraping one. Well fuck, so much for grace. She cursed, made the last few steps on her knees and dropped down by the two of them on the floor, holding the syringe up and feeling the heat from Mia's struggling form.

Right then. Ignore that 'what the fuck you got THERE' look on Alan's face and get this done. Because what? Was either of them gonna expect Mia to be all understanding after they grabbed the gun from her? Even if the girl didn't do something nutso, that whole... that whole betrayal thing, the reaction she'd have, the things she'd say to them, no. Kaitlyn wasn't dealing with that when she had her secret weapon all ready to go.

"--and yeah! Hold her. Hey. Hey Mia. It's cool, it's just like a sleeping thing. Sedative, yeah. It's just--"

She didn't look at Mia any more than she had to either. Because still, she liked Mia.

"knock you out for a bit. Just-- fuck hold it! -- just for a bit."

She pressed Mia's head sideways to the floor and jabbed the needle into her neck. Pressed the plunger and could feel the absolute opposite flowing through her veins.

"It's cool. Relax."

v6!
G058: Kaitlyn Greene aka Katy Buried - Horse Tranquilizer and Syringe
She Knew She'd Found Freedom - Questions - Fools - Barons - Opportunities - Sideshows - Dawns - Gulches

v5!
G038: Deanna Hull - Replica Freddy Glove - DECEASED
From Sea to Sky -Smoke--Sun--Tiki--Nine--Repeat--Talk--Now--Drift--Hunger--Valley--Fall--Rust--Paper--Heart--Sky-
B023: Jesse Jennings - Riz Action Figure - DECEASED
From Vision to Glory -Vision--Summon--Time--Plan--Length--Sleep--Cause-

v4!
B006: Ricky Fortino - Trowel - DECEASED
B022: Imraan Al-Hariq - Remington 870 - DECEASED
G036: Carly Jean Dooley - VASE D: - DECEASED
G077: Andrea Raymer - Gunpowder - ?????
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November 16th, 2016, 2:49 am #14

She was close to throwing him off. She was sure of it.

She was strong. She had the stamina to try every single strategy of breaking free she could think of. She had to wait for the right moment though, wait until Alan was distracted, and thank God, it looked as though that moment had arrived. His attention was focused now on whatever Kaitlyn was doing and the shackle-like grip on her wrists loosened by a hair. She squirmed and flailed with even greater intensity, kicking her legs to try and dislodge Alan, trying to wrench her arms free from his grasp.

Then she caught sight of Kaitlyn hurrying towards them, and the implement in her hand, and her harried breath caught in her throat. She wasn’t afraid of needles. Hell, she wasn’t afraid of much, fire being the obvious exception. But this was different. This was wrong. She could feel her heart pounding. This wasn’t ‘cool’. This wasn’t ‘fine’. Seconds ago, they’d been planning on grouping up together. Why was Kaitlyn trying to sedate her? What was she trying to do?

Kaitlyn was going for Mia’s neck. She twisted and turned her head, trying to prevent her old friend from getting anywhere near it, all thoughts of scurrying out from underneath Alan vanished without a trace. Then her head was shoved down, pressed sideways to the ground, and her eyes widened and the blood in her veins turned ice cold as she felt the needle pierce her skin, the tranquiliser flowing into her neck.

It took a second. Kaitlyn stepped back. Mia was shaking. She couldn’t feel anything yet, didn’t feel anything but the pinprick on her neck. It wouldn’t take long before she did. Somehow, she managed to find her voice again.

“What was that? What the fuck was… what are you trying to do?”

Her voice had changed. It had morphed into the voice that only came out when she was dealing with her panic attacks. Higher pitched. Shaky. Alone and frightened. Alan was still holding her down, waiting for her to pass out, so she went back to struggling against him again. Whatever their aim was, she couldn’t let them win.

“Let me go! Just fucking let me go!”

About half a minute passed of Mia flailing and struggling, trying in vain to escape, before she rested her head on the ground, looked up at the ceiling, and let out a cry of anger. It didn’t make sense. It didn’t make any fucking sense. They had been friendly. She had let them in here, shared her shelter with them, agreed to join up with them. Mia was so very lost and all she knew was that she had to get away.

She pushed against Alan’s grip one more time and nothing happened. Her arm stayed still. She tried again, and the result was the same. She tried to kick out, and her leg gave the weakest of jolts and nothing more. She craned her head to look towards Kaitlyn, and it felt like she was moving a block of stone. She spoke again, and the words came out as if they were wading through tar.

“What was… Why’d you… do this? Why’d…”

And now she missed her panicked breathing and her widened eyes and her pounding heartbeat because her breathing was slowing to a crawl even though she was fucking terrified and she wanted to look straight into Kaitlyn’s eyes to show her that but she was struggling to keep them open.

She couldn’t move anymore. She couldn’t move her head, or her arms, or her legs, or even her fingers. Slowly, her breathing was slowing to a crawl. She couldn’t think. She could barely see. Everything in front of her was in slow motion. Eventually, her eyes closed and never opened again.


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Lyra Doyle-Let's live tonight like fireflies, and one by one light up the sky Land Ho
Current Thread: Lo Mein Event - ?Whatever you need, I've got you covered!?
Katie Agustien-If you wanna start a fight, you better throw the first punch, make it a good one Bastille
Current Thread: he let me set fire to a fleet of ships when no-one else would - ?Maybe we can trade. I get to watch you dance, you get to watch me work out.?
Stepney Cruz-I'm taking back the crown, I'm all dressed up and naked, I see what's mine and take it Memes
Current Thread: Clinging to Loss - ?Didja know this place is supposed to be haunted??
Dean Puchero - By July you'd made a whole bunch of brand new friends, people you used to look down on, and you'd figured out a way to make real money Keane
Current Thread: Generation Loss - ?Oh, and hey, don?t worry ?bout earlier, it?s all cool. I think you?d probably have been hurt worse than me if we?d collided, anyways.?
Aurelien Valter-It's deep in their bones, they'll run into smoke when the fire is fierce Football
Current Thread: I'M A SHARK, I'M A SHAAARK, SUCK MY DIIIIICK, I'M A SHAAARK - ?Goodbye, friend. I will miss you.?
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George Leidman (Adopted from Blastinus)
Current location-Paint it Black-DECEASED-Neck broken by Maxwell Lombardi
Weapons-Wallet with German marks, Yatagan, guitar, Savage Model 1907 (.32 ACP)

V5!
B004-Owen Kay-?I don?t... don?t want to die...?-Weapons: Table Leg, Rusty Golf Club-Never Truly Had A Chance
Location: Finally finished in A Human Work

G041-Amy Bachelor-Mike, I... I don?t want to--Weapon: Blackjack-Can't Live On Hope Alone
Location: So near, and yet so very, very far in Hollow Stars

B024-Francis St. Ledger-?Megan, just... just fuckin? listen to me.?-Weapon: Insulated Blanket-Crossed The Line
Location: Made the wrong choice in The Real Folk Blues

V6!

G021-Mia Rose-You can't understand that I won't leave 'til we're finished here, and then you'll find out where it all went wrong
Died in: Elapsam Semel Occasionem Non Ipse Potest Iuppiter Reprehendere
Weapon: Uzi-Pro

G034-Astrid Tate-So what became of loving man, and what became of you?
Died in: End of the Line
Weapon: Pickaxe

G006-Bryony Adams-Burning bright until the end, now you'll be missing from the photographs
Died in: eternitybox
Current Weapon: Deck of playing cards, broken easel leg.
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Owen, Francis and Amy, all by Mimi

Amy Bachelor, by Violent-Medic

Owen Kay, by Un-Persona

Amy Bachelor, by Mimi

Amy Bachelor, by TurtleTyrant
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Garren Mortimer-Now you can't get mad, I'm only getting started, I won't blackout
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Beatrice Briggs and Timothy "Tim" Karim
Nothing In My Way Pippi Fontaine-I'll float on endlessly, senses eluding me, this long horizon to this open sea.
Jamie Mittelman-We will meet you where the lights are, the defenders, of the faith we are
Clover Crescent-Why would I waste another day whilst life just passes by?
Castlevania Ada Bentley-Save your cheers and my applause, I never was worth fighting for
Richard Potter-But if I had one chance to freeze time, and stand still and soak in everything, I'd choose right now
Kerry Gray-We'll finish what we started, so promise me that we'll be the Lionhearted
Marshall Nichols-Maybe that's how books get written, maybe that's why songs get sung, maybe we are the unlucky ones
Gregory "Greg" Gateshead-Built an empire of sound, as the bridges were falling down
Candice Bailey-I feel I can fly, I'm on 678 cloud 9, and ain't nothin gonna stop me
Patty English-We're all in the same boat, staying afloat for the moment
Ophelia Wright-If you're dreaming what I'm dreaming, close your eyes and feel at home
Marina-Cassandra Gro?-And we will never be alone again, 'cause it doesn't happen every day
Boyd Adkinson - And the lights, they glow, like I just lost the world war, and the scene slips away to the evenness I fake
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November 20th, 2016, 2:39 pm #15

What the fuck, Kaitlyn.

Okay, it's not like either of them had totally trusted each other from the beginning. Stay calm. It's not like an outright betrayal or something. She was just being smart. Being smart was laudable, right? So everything was okay. They got the gun. The revolution would live on.









Oh. Yeah. Then that happened.

"How much did you fucking put in her?!"

He glared at Kaitlyn. Mia's breath had slowed and stopped by then. Not much point in trying to revive her. You can't really CPR an overdose. Could you? Fuck it. Alan was too pissed to care. Yeah, he knew how dumb that sounded. He didn't care about that either.

"If you wanted her down you could've just clocked her in the face or something. Or at least read the fucking manual for the thing. Or, or--"

Okay. Damage control. He was an accomplice to murder. Everything was fucked. His name wouldn't go on the announcements, because what a big fucking comfort that was. He'd--okay, he hadn't really murdered someone, he hadn't even really been an accomplice to murder since this was definitely accidental manslaughter, it

No. Stop trying to avoid responsibility. So what if his motivations were alright? So what if he hadn't meant to, or hadn't been the one to push the plunger? Mia was still dead. And he'd almost always ran on utilitarian frameworks in debates. Cuz deontology was stupid.

Okay. Take a good long look. Take a good long look at Mia. Lock the picture in your memory. Take a good long look at yourself.

Oh. Oh oh oh fuck no.
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November 23rd, 2016, 5:24 am #16

Done. Done. ohholychristles.

Kaitlyn sucked in air as Mia stopped fighting and closed her eyes. Alan slowly rolled off the girl and Kaitlyn stared down a while longer: hearing Mia breathe, taking everything in. Mia always had awesome skin. Made Katelyn jealous at times.

"ugggggg.... oh man."

She traced her hand down Mia's jacket, into the pocket. The gun's handle sticking out, a treasure chest half-buried in the sand. Kaitlyn tapped it to make sure it was real, then pulled it out, holding it with her fingertips. Yeeeeah. It was more than real, it was a fucking Uzi.

And how amazingly had it all worked.

"oh man."

Her hands were trembling too much and she dropped the gun.

She rolled over on her back and stared up at the ceiling. She was fucking giddy here and her whole body was like seizuring. Holy. Kaitlyn couldn't get up, couldn't even consider turning over for now, she felt like a goddamn turtle flipped onto its shell. And when she snuck a glance at Alan and saw the look on his face she almost burst out laughing.

A few minutes, probably, passed. She started breathing again. Kay then. Sorry Mia.

"Huh?"

Alan had said something dumb.

"Not that much. I mean like half a thing."

She finally rolled over and got back up on her knees.

"Let's, uh, bring her up on the--"

OK, now Alan was shouting something. He sounded pissed.

"Or what? You don't just punch people or something and they get knocked out Alan, it's not like fucking TV, OK? She's fine, it was my weapon that's what it's FOR, y'know? Sorry I didn't tell you, but--"

Alan's look.

"She's..."

Kaitlyn scooched over on her knees next to Mia's body. What, was the girl already waking up or something? Just to be safe, she swept the gun away a few feet. Didn't want her suddenly up and grabbing for it like a zombie movie.

"Uhh...."

Alan's look wasn't like that.

Kaitlyn bent over Mia.

"Hey Mia.

"Hey"

...

"ohwhatthehell."

Mia still had really nice skin. Kaitlyn poked her cheek a couple times. Harder.

"Motherfucked!"

She glared back up at Alan.

"This is all your fucking fault!"

And maybe another knowing glance came between them. Kaitlyn wasn't sure. But in her mood, she didn't give a shit.

She dove for the gun.
v6!
G058: Kaitlyn Greene aka Katy Buried - Horse Tranquilizer and Syringe
She Knew She'd Found Freedom - Questions - Fools - Barons - Opportunities - Sideshows - Dawns - Gulches

v5!
G038: Deanna Hull - Replica Freddy Glove - DECEASED
From Sea to Sky -Smoke--Sun--Tiki--Nine--Repeat--Talk--Now--Drift--Hunger--Valley--Fall--Rust--Paper--Heart--Sky-
B023: Jesse Jennings - Riz Action Figure - DECEASED
From Vision to Glory -Vision--Summon--Time--Plan--Length--Sleep--Cause-

v4!
B006: Ricky Fortino - Trowel - DECEASED
B022: Imraan Al-Hariq - Remington 870 - DECEASED
G036: Carly Jean Dooley - VASE D: - DECEASED
G077: Andrea Raymer - Gunpowder - ?????
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November 27th, 2016, 12:09 pm #17

Fine.

Let's take a look at Alan. Take a long, hard look, because Alan was many things but he wasn't delusional, right? No he wasn't he was always ideologically consistent and preached what he practiced and, and what was it that he preached again? Utilitarian, greater good, badass motherfucker. And, well. Look at him now. Innocent girl murdered in cold blood, and it's all worth it, but how do you feel? Yeah, Alan, fancy that. How does it feel?

He wasn't the hero they deserved, but he was the hero they needed. Yeah. Real fucking clever, was how he felt. But seriously, let's take a moment now and

"Yes."

How does it feel when

"It really is all my fault."

Well. Turns out it feels damn good.

And here's a big stupid grin from Alan now, kinda delusional-- no, definitely delusional, make sure you show your teeth and really force the thing out and if he could he'd do a big stupid evil laugh that'd be perfect. But he wasn't quite buying it yet. He wasn't quite buying it yet, and you know why?

Ideological consistency. Preach it, brother. Then you can do your fucking evil laugh.

Okay okay okay time for Alan to be actually totally completely honest with himself and yeah let's get on with it let's take a look. Stop wasting time. Hey, look, he knows he's stalling. Motherfucker's gotten self-aware.

So for real this time

A lone badass never had a chance of making this shit happen. So, like, what. Get a team, right? And if he's taking this approach, if he's gonna rebel no matter what it takes then it makes sense to be, like, ruthless. Pragmatic. Utilitarian. So far, so good. Except, well, y'know.

Turned out Alan was just a lone badass motherfucker.

"Oh, yeah, fucking wonderful. My fault you went and pulled out a fucking syringe I didn't fucking know about and used it on Mia, huh? That's totally my fucking fault. Fuck you."

He could barely look at Kaitlyn. Looks like he still hasn't followed through all the way. Close your eyes, hold your nose. Swallow. What does it do to him? Transformation. He becomes a new man. A remade man. An ubermensch. Okay, so the last one's a bit over-the-top, but that's all Alan had ever wanted to be. Over-the-top. Badass. Motherfucker.

There. He'd gone and said it. Alan was rebelling cuz that's what he did. Come death or high water or especially hell, Alan Banks gonna rebel, even if it's doomed. But if success ain't his game, how he gonna justify all the shit he pulled?

Simple. It's the rebel way. Wind in his cape. Wind in his hair. Doesn't he look so fucking cool? Yeah. Don't even pretend you don't think it. Thing is, he wanted some more wind in his hair, and he knew what he was gonna do to get it. Repeat it to yourself. Again. Ideological consistency. What're your ends, Alan Banks? And how you wanna end?

Alan opened his eyes. Looked at his hands. That's what you do when you're remade, right?

"But hey. Fuck me too. I think this can be the start of a beautiful partnership. Eh?"

New dawn. New day. C'mon, smile. Do it for real. Don't force it. You're feelin' good.
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November 30th, 2016, 8:23 am #18

What? No, Kaitlyn wasn't diving for the gun in some attempt to jump up and pump Alan full of lead or anything. She wasn't some killer. She wasn't gone crazy here. Piss all over that. It was just the aliens and zombies again, and when you didn't know what kind of shit had just gone done and were still trying to process it all, it wasn't a bad idea to make sure you had possession of the gun that had been the impetus of all these problems in the first place.

So Kaitlyn scrabbled across the floor for five or six feet, collapsed on the gun, and hugged it with both arms, before pirouetting on her belly and looking up at Alan before realizing that he was just going to stand there with his hands on his fucking hips and give her his speech and no, she wasn't about to shoot him.

Give Alan credit. He knew that. But it still pissed her straight off that he knew it well enough to stand there like the smug lord of all creation he thought he was and explain it to her.

"It's your fault because there is no fucking plan, dickfuck!" she yelled and stared back down at the gun. She made it up to her knees and stayed there, ass resting on her heels.

"You come across and you go on and we both knew it the whole fucking time that you never had anything and I'm not saying this isn't my fault too and... FUCK!"

The gun turned over in her hands a couple times. Ugh. She totally had to figure out how to use this now. Then her eyes flicked up and caught ahold of Alan's, and the two of them bored holes in each other for another moment before Alan... wait what?

"But hey. Fuck me too. I think this can be the start of a beautiful partnership. Eh?"

Fuck off, she still kinda liked the guy.

Kaitlyn sat there a moment. This was pretty uncomfortable. She eased her legs out to her side so she wasn't resting on them anymore. Better. Although it didn't help stop the fluttering in her chest that'd been going on since she'd killed...

Oh fuck she'd just admitted it to herself; the fluttering turned into a whirlwind and outta nowhere she broke out into laughter again. Not too crazy chuckling, just a few hiccups or two mixed in. She hoped.

She looked over at Mia.

"Fuck off," she said.

"Fuck off. I dunno what I'm doing now."

That was a lie. But whatever she was doing, she needed some time away from him to do it.

"We'll split up her food. If you wanna see me again... whatever, maybe. I'm not gonna shoot you or anything. Gimme a spot and time, next couple days."

Yeah. Time to plan.
v6!
G058: Kaitlyn Greene aka Katy Buried - Horse Tranquilizer and Syringe
She Knew She'd Found Freedom - Questions - Fools - Barons - Opportunities - Sideshows - Dawns - Gulches

v5!
G038: Deanna Hull - Replica Freddy Glove - DECEASED
From Sea to Sky -Smoke--Sun--Tiki--Nine--Repeat--Talk--Now--Drift--Hunger--Valley--Fall--Rust--Paper--Heart--Sky-
B023: Jesse Jennings - Riz Action Figure - DECEASED
From Vision to Glory -Vision--Summon--Time--Plan--Length--Sleep--Cause-

v4!
B006: Ricky Fortino - Trowel - DECEASED
B022: Imraan Al-Hariq - Remington 870 - DECEASED
G036: Carly Jean Dooley - VASE D: - DECEASED
G077: Andrea Raymer - Gunpowder - ?????
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December 5th, 2016, 11:13 pm #19

"Fuck off to you too, then."

Man, it'd be deliciously dastardly if he went and punched her lights out right now. Grab her gun, give a one-liner, bam. Headshot. There was the issue that she, y'know. Had the gun on her right now.

Why was he compromising on this again? New life, new code. And you value the new code above all else, because what else are you supposed to do?

Well. There's a lot of stuff he'd be missing out on if he went out right now. Like, how can you be a new man if you're dead, right? Of course. Being absolutely devoted to an ideal means knowing when to make compromises to further that ideal, even if that means betraying your values in the short run. That was a dangerous path to walk, but so be it. Worse things could happen than becoming a misguided do-gooder again.

Um. Question to answer. Well. Since he got denied on that thing, he was gonna answer this question his way. No cost there. Right?

You shouldn't even be asking yourself that question. C'mon. You're not supposed to be so fucking cautious.

"Sunday high noon, chapel. See you there."

Time to be an agent of chaos. Kaos. With a K. Edgy.

Oh, who was he kidding.

((Alan Banks continued elsewhere))
dear god dear god tinkle tinkle hoy

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December 7th, 2016, 8:25 am #20

The dumbest thing she'd done since Alan left was crawl over to Mia again. You know, to make sure. And Kaitlyn mentally cursed herself for doing it, because it was stupid, she knew it was stupid, and there she was still looking down, staring at Mia's dead face and telling it to get up you asshole, you're not really fucking dead here, right?

But no. Of course Mia was still dead. She looked OK, all things considered. Her mouth was a bit open and that was unnerving, but other than that, not bad. Just not good enough to fool Kaitlyn or anyone else. So she was dead and maybe Kaitlyn was fucked now, so she sat cross-legged next to the body and thought.

You know, if the zombies were real and not just the obvious metaphor Kaitlyn was using to describe her situation, this would've been a hell of a time for Mia to rise up behind her.

Kaitlyn flicked her eyes over at the girl, then grabbed both bags and dragged them over to the armchair she'd been sitting in before this whole shitstorm started. Yeah, better. More comfortable than dragging her ass along the floor, too. She settled in. Christ, it was so comfortable she could almost fall asleep here and...

Kaitlyn shook her head. Jesus, what the hell? Was the rush already dying off to the point where she was about to fall asleep? That... that was fucked. She raised one shaky hand and gently slapped her cheek a few times, then reached into her own bag and brought out a bottle of water, gulping down almost half of it. OK. Clearer.

Now go through this one at a time.

Speaking of water, Kaitlyn started with the bags. She transferred the rest of Mia's supplies over to her own, including the ammunition clips, and at least tried to avoid grinning when she saw them. That was good. Mia's personal stuff... less good, and Kaitlyn was feeling too icky to go through them outside of a bag of sour jujubes she grabbed and tore open immediately. Oh fuck yes, that helped with the ickiness. But she wasn't, couldn't really... OK she didn't give a shit about the whole ghoulish aspect of stealing from the dead but that didn't mean she couldn't have at least some respect for the girl by not poring through the rest of her stuff, right. Yeah.

Besides, what else was there to take? Mia wasn't close to her size and what else, was she gonna go through the girl's makeup or wallet or some shit?

She tossed the bags back down and chewed on some delicious jujubes and drank water for a few more minutes to kill time until she had to really think about this again. And when she got to that point she was about to just get up and wander the library to kill more time when she clenched her jaw and said no, she was doing this now. Think now, wander after.

Uggggg. This. Was. Fucked.

Not if she came up with something.

So anyway, Mia had gone nuts. Attacked her. Tried... tried to kill her, oh my god. The only way Kaitlyn could defend herself was to fight back and inject Mia with tranquilizer. Because... because she'd only wanted to knock her out. Kaitlyn was such a great person that she didn't even want to kill Mia after Mia'd gone crazy and murderous.

No, that sucked. Not only did it depend on someone actually believing Mia was a killer but someone's trying to kill you how the hell do you fill a syringe and inject someone in a fight for your life? No.

So, holy shit, Alan. He was completely crazy, that brute. What a bastard. He'd.... he'd forced her to. Uh... held them at gunpoint and forced Kaitlyn to inject Mia for his own sadistic pleasure. And then... she'd gotten his gun?

That was even worse. She wasn't even gonna dignify that attempt by bothering to point out the fucking plot holes there. But.

But Mia, she couldn't take it anymore. You know the situation, it's fucked. Mia broke down. She wanted to opt out. Kaitlyn understood. But Mia... she just couldn't go through with it on her own. She got the syringe but her hands were like shaking and stuff. She begged her. Begged Kaitlyn to help her. And Kaitlyn didn't want to, but... what are friends for, right?

That was better. Maybe. She still didn't like it much. But it might be the best of a bunch of shitty situations unless she could think up something better by the time the announcements went out.

Or even.

Kaitlyn cleared her throat. She looked around at the nearest camera. Ceiling, to her left. Yeah, staring down at her and blinking dumbly. Should she get up and like, present herself in front of it? No, sit down. Maybe make this seem casual. Especially since she still wasn't sure what exactly she was gonna say or how.

"So uh, hey terrorists. You guys.... yeah. I haven't really talked to you or anything. You probably get all these kids screaming things at you, so... maybe we make a deal instead?

"I mean, how about you guys, on the announcements, you leave me out of it? I don't really need that kill award cause I've got a gun and all. So you just say that Mia... she y'know, killed herself. You say that, and I'm like... I'm under the rader. You see? Wouldn't that be cool?"

She turned away from the camera and blinked. Hey. Maybe. You know what? No harm in fucking trying.

"Because hey, I'm serious about this idea! I mean, if I'm not on the announcements, doesn't that make it easier for me to, uh, gain trust and stuff? I could... I could maybe take out a w-whole bunch of people that way? Wouldn't that be something totally unique?

"So uh, think about it! Really, I can make it-- I can make it worth it to you!"

End. And ass. Not her best bluff.

Another poker reference. Double ass.

She sat there for a while longer.

By the time she left, dragging Mia outside because it didn't feel 100% right to leave it sitting there, it had definitely turned to afternoon and it was kinda looking like rain soon. Dammit. Was it considered worse, respect-wise, to leave someone outside in the rain? Nah. The rain would be good. Part of nature, like death was, really.

Kaitlyn pulled Mia over to what might have been a garden or at least some manicured bushes alongside the library wall, and left her there. Wasn't really concealed or anything, but at least gave her more privacy than sitting in the middle of the library. She half-heartedly tried to kick some dirt on it, but the ground wasn't offering much give and she sure as sour jujubes wasn't about to dig a grave here. Then, striding back to the entrance, she picked up her bag.

It was fuller, for sure, but her weight as a whole was lighter because she'd finally had to give up the shield. She was annoyed at how stupidly wistful that made her feel, like she was losing an old friend, but whatever. Besides, she could probably come back if she really wanted it later on. It'd been stashed in a storage closet and even if someone came across it, how likely would it be that they'd want to lug it around the island? Besides that, Mia's stuff, and the gun, which she had to at least get some practice in with soon, the only other stuff she'd grabbed had been two books from the library. Not that she'd ever been a big reader, but she remembered Peter Pan as a kid and liked it, even though it was like a hundred years old or something. Maybe she'd get in some flashlight reading during the night and feel like she was back home at age 10. Yeah. That made her smile.

So, step one of planning done. Step two?

Maybe she'd decide how the hell step two worked once she got away from here.

(Kaitlyn Greene continued in The Greatest Sideshow on Earth)

v6!
G058: Kaitlyn Greene aka Katy Buried - Horse Tranquilizer and Syringe
She Knew She'd Found Freedom - Questions - Fools - Barons - Opportunities - Sideshows - Dawns - Gulches

v5!
G038: Deanna Hull - Replica Freddy Glove - DECEASED
From Sea to Sky -Smoke--Sun--Tiki--Nine--Repeat--Talk--Now--Drift--Hunger--Valley--Fall--Rust--Paper--Heart--Sky-
B023: Jesse Jennings - Riz Action Figure - DECEASED
From Vision to Glory -Vision--Summon--Time--Plan--Length--Sleep--Cause-

v4!
B006: Ricky Fortino - Trowel - DECEASED
B022: Imraan Al-Hariq - Remington 870 - DECEASED
G036: Carly Jean Dooley - VASE D: - DECEASED
G077: Andrea Raymer - Gunpowder - ?????
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