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Post by ∂αмєη on Oct 26, 2010 19:09:25 GMT -5

Its not how you fall
Its how you get back up
Struggle, hustle, fight, hard
Thats all I know is right

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Leaves crack under my bare foot as I take a step forward. My favourite knife hangs loosely in my hand. It's one of five knives I took with me, each one tied around my belt. I love my knives. All of them. I picked them off of a merchant, after viciously tearing his limbs from his body. They fit nicely in my hand, these knives. I am one with the knife. The knife is me. That makes sense, doesn't it?

I had asked Bear Keeni, one of the other guys I've seen around District 6, if he wanted to tag along, and go hunting in the woods. I don't know what it was about him, but I felt compelled to trust him. To be his friend. And now, here I am, inviting him to do what I do best. To kill people. I'm trusting him with the knowledge of my hobby. But, just thinking of him launching a knife into somebody's skull makes me grin with excitement.

I had received a letter in my mailbox, describing that somebody put a hit out on one of the Wanderers. Alot of people tend to approach me, and ask for a certain person to be killed. That suits me fine. At least I get to kill. Something is better than nothing.

The letter told me to come out into the middle of the forest, and there would be my target. And my target was there. So far, so good. He looks to be about 17, and is around 6 foot. He's just like all my targets. He is normal. I slip one of the knives from my belt, and get it into a throwing position. Annnnddd, launch.

[[Attack Forrest. Throwing Knife]]
[dice=200+9000]
Miss [Knife Lost].

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Last Edit: Oct 26, 2010 20:05:30 GMT -5 by ∂αмєη

all I need's a whisper in a world that only shouts

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Post by peanutpie on Oct 26, 2010 19:22:12 GMT -5

I wandered. Wandering, wandering. Something I was now proud of. I intended on heading out to be free of the games, but the fresh air provided good skin.
Skin? What the heck?

Honestly, nobody got Forrest. Wishy, Washy, Idiotic, quite the psycho. So, when he saw the knife being thrown at him, I was quite pleased.

It was a shiney knife. Bloodstained, a leather handle, I believe. Beautifully crafted,not even close to primitive. Forrest looked at it, then watched it whizz past his face. Puff, it landed in the brush. He clapped. You could tell Forrest went shortbus special in his time in the woods.

It was about time he died.

Well, until It missed.

I sighed.

Yes, Glitter is narrating this.

Second person.

More space fillers, more Glitterized opinion.
SO....
Glitter has decided to have Forrest act shocked and gasp, then play with the grass beneath him. "Im Forrest and Im an antisocial wierdo. My creator started me as a dark and mysterious character back in her newbie days, but, I ended up a glass house."

A nod.

Last Edit: Oct 26, 2010 19:37:23 GMT -5 by peanutpie

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Post by semper on Oct 26, 2010 19:34:14 GMT -5

bear Keeni

Today was just one of those days, you know? Just going about my everyday buisness: getting up, annoying Gerya, going to work, getting some meat off the corpes, and-- oh, what's this? A hunting trip with one of the newest members of ST? Oh, I quite like this. Lane was a good guy, as of now. He had a taste for human flesh, too, which set him up higher on my liking of him. And not to mention, he was pretty damn sexy. ~~But weren't Shiep and Ethan sexy, too? Damn. I like too many people.~~

Twirling my beloved serrated knife in my hand, I fallowed Lane out into the forest. This wasn't my first outing; I had been out here once and came across a Career, murdered him, then ate him. Maybe that's what we were going to do to this guy. Mmmm. I can already taste some basil and barbeque sauce on his flesh--

Oh. There he is.

Such as scrawny fellow. I doubt we'll get much meat from him.

Lane attacks first, missing the guy. Wow. Lane -- missing? That's a shocker. I'm used to seeing him bitchslap people senseless with those knives. And then the Forrest guy -- what the hell? He's sitting and acting like a dumb ass. My Ripred; how stupid can one person be?

[attacks Forrest with knife]
[dice=200+2000]

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i hear the mountains calling me home

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Post by ∂αмєη on Oct 26, 2010 19:45:23 GMT -5

The knife misses, and I curse under my breath. This isn't supposed to happen this way. We are just supposed to go insane, and kill this kid. Where the hell is Bear anyways?! I need him. I didn't prepare to fight against him myself. I slip another knife from my belt, and position it properly. This knife will enter his skull. It has to. I am Lane, the one who never misses. I am the beast. Right?

I fit the blade in my hand nicely. I am running out of knives, and fast. I'll need to retrieve some afterward. Or pull them out of this boy's dead body. I'm hoping for the latter. The sun glistens off the blade, and I'm hoping it blinds the kid. That way, it can slide in to his eye socket, and rest there until I retrieve it. Yes. I want it there.

And then Bear arrives, and I can't help but smile. The sun shines around him, surrounding his figure with a glowing light. And it follows him as he digs the knife down through the boy's hand, severing a finger. I wish to dive forward, and stick the finger into my mouth, sucking out the blood and meat. But I have to stay focused. I have to fight.

[[Attacks Forrest]]
[dice=200+2000]
Stabbed in Chest. 9.5

Damage:
Lane: 0
Bear: 0
Forrest: 18

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Last Edit: Oct 26, 2010 19:47:09 GMT -5 by ∂αмєη

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Post by peanutpie on Oct 26, 2010 19:53:58 GMT -5

Forrest was stabbded.

Yayy.
Forrest, arn't you supposted to be defending yourself?
No.
Ok, Forrest, I knew you werent supposted to drink that water.
It taste yummy though.
Forrest, are you demented?
YAYYYYForrest, are you even listening to me?
I like trains!
WE DONT CARE.
Trains make noise.
Shuddup Forrest! DEFEND YOURSELF
And then the little coal miner said.....
TRAINS? URGGG!
Forrest sat there like a lump of potatoes.

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Post by ∂αмєη on Oct 26, 2010 20:04:38 GMT -5

I can't handle this anymore. Watching this guy live. I'm supposed to be a contract killer. Neat. Precise. And maybe a fucking killer?! How come I can't actually do anything?! I let the knife slip into a position I normally use to stab with. I need to kill this boy.

So, I dive forward.

[[Attacks Forrest]]
[dice=200+9000]
Knife in Eye. X

The knife enters the kid's eye, and I grin. This is what I'm known for. I'm known for always hitting the target. Always hitting the pupil in the center of everybody's eye. Each and every time, my knife digs a home in somebody's eye. And now, here is a boy, with a knife in his eye, and here is Lane Ralyks, with a grin on his face.

I turn towards Bear, and my grin extends more. My knife slips back into it's spot, and I walk towards my partner. He didn't do much, but him just being here is good enough. I look into his eyes, and my stomach burns, the flame intensifying.
"Dig in."

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Last Edit: Oct 26, 2010 20:16:26 GMT -5 by ∂αмєη

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Post by peanutpie on Oct 26, 2010 20:09:54 GMT -5

Forrests death song.

Death, Death, Death.

Im dead.

Im dead.

Guess what?

Im dead.

(walks to dead tribute, Estelle)

HI IM FORREST AND IM DEAD!

(blonde girl gives forrest look)

Iiiiimmm dead!

(falls into fantasy. Gets pulled away by birds)

{dead!}

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Your Rightful King!

Post by Prince Inigo on Oct 27, 2010 23:58:47 GMT -5

Hey Glitter. Letting you know that in the Battlefield - for legitimate fights - they have to be three full paragraphs in order to not be considered spam.

Just to let you know in the future. No biggie for now (you have two accounts in threads), but please adhere to that said rule in the future. Three full paragraphs, at least five sentences each. Thanks.

--- Luna

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