this here war in us {helter skelter vs vandals, day2}

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this here war in us {helter skelter vs vandals, day2} Oct 19, 2015 19:47:40 GMT -5

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Post by grim. on Oct 19, 2015 19:47:40 GMT -5

"Say you'll remember me,
even if its just pretend..."

The one piece of sanity I had felt in the never ending worldly hell had fallen to the ground...dead. Hannah was gone, no longer capable of survival, her blood soaked the moss covered floor. Her hair falling around her face in a shape of elegance and beauty. She was something of the divine. had never intended for her to die, she was meant to live on, to comfort me when I feel ill, when I have been bond to sin. I wanted to keep her safe, safe from what everyone of these lashing demons. Cody had been her murderer, the boy from eight. Just yesterday I had ended the life of his district partner, had he carried hard feelings? Was he out for my blood? I had never felt a stronger fear then what is searing through me at this very moment.

But among my fear was passion, determination to end all of these disgusting souls. And Cody was at the top of my list, but no I wouldn't kill him yet. He deserved to suffer, just as Hannah had just moments before. He deserved to see ever last one of his "friends" fall. I was not the type to forgive. I longed for the day my blade can feel the sensation of his succulent skin. Death was the only way to resolve this problem. But since the bitch from ten made a run for it, I would just have to end the life of this poor lost district two boy. What sort of district two career hung around these lower district children. He was a disgrace and soon he would feel his life drain form his body, slamming against the unforgiving floor.

I would add him to the line awaiting their entry to hell. He would feel the pure torment of his limbs being ripped form his body, his blood seeping into the pools of lava that hell had made. Its enraged fires boiling his skin. Tonight he would feel the ultimate fear, for he would live the rest of eternity paying for his sins. A heavy price hold a broken soul, and though I may kill, I was sent form Christ himself to end these pitiful sinners. I was graced with his beauty, to not only rid the worlds of these vermin, but send their souls to a place of no turning back.

"When one black bug bled blue-black blood, the other black bug bled blue."

[Saxton attacks, Dustyn Chase]

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[result]
13090 -- Miss -- 0.0 damage

(Pole Sword)

Re-roll for Accuracy day 2

[Saxton attacks, Dustyn Chase

glaive

[result]

13200 -- Deep Gash on Left Bicep -- 8.0 damage

(Pole Sword)

Credit to Thundy

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Last Edit: Oct 19, 2015 19:57:25 GMT -5 by grim.

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this here war in us {helter skelter vs vandals, day2} Oct 19, 2015 20:06:47 GMT -5

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Post by umber vivuus 12b 🥀 [dars] on Oct 19, 2015 20:06:47 GMT -5

filler! <3

www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZHwVBirqD2s

[dustyn flees]
[dustyn uses f/a for -3]

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this here war in us {helter skelter vs vandals, day2} Oct 22, 2015 16:14:39 GMT -5

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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2015 16:14:39 GMT -5

cody bowers-fox

My brother had killed the girl from nine and held his dying ally directly after.

He had let the blade of his knife sink skin deep before watching blood flow freely— but everything was structured in his way of thought, for he was methodical in release, punctual in the timing of the finer things and prepared for the loss of a life in a way I had never seen replicated sense.

My brother was sophistication in a sinful sense, losing the touch of a refined reminder as a week wore on and weathered away.

But I am not my brother, and I have not inherited the trait of caution and its careful call. For my axe strikes the girl from nine squarely across the chest, tearing flesh and bone like nothing was hidden by either and the cavity of her chest was simply a void left to be filled by the blood that rushes in. To the victor go the spoils, but all that Colgate O’Leary will be receiving in place is a casket nailed shut for his approval.

Hannah O’Leary had told me that my family name may not be as hollow as I had imagined it to be, but if this rang true my brother’s name would not still fly from my tongue like birds with wings unknowingly clipped by the passing breeze— there is no uplift from wind formed by sinful lungs.

If my name was not hollow, I would not feel my bones crack and give way at the blade of an axe slicing deeper than was ever to be imagined. My family name was hollow because I relied on it to be so, for stability would mean the sight of a younger brother that did not breed hatred; a home that did not turn my stomach over on itself.

I do not see the structure stand behind her when she falls, for I must have missed the link in my brother’s genes.

I have inherited killer in place of protector, a role to be taken in the presence of fear and pride. Promises broken and those forgotten I do not see my lover’s face or my brother’s place as I pull the axe from Hannah O’Leary’s flesh, a temporal reminder of a truth that was ever-changing.

My heart a haunted home there are only wisps of lost fates to be found in the flesh beneath my wrists.

Leticia and Dustyn’s steps a fleeting rhythm that I cannot keep time with sidetrack the symphony to which I am listening, that of last words and final breaths, but I let the melody and harmony collide as I watch their figures begin to fade. Security for the hollow bones threatening to let me drift away I start to follow them, holding to a heavy axe handle in the place of finality as I watch Hannah O’Leary exist in shades of red.

The boy from four lingers, enamored with the sight that makes me sick in turn. Temptations draw from the damned and the reckless and I cannot help but call his name, unanswered questions and dares denied still flickering through a restless mind. “Someith,” a pause and belt buckle rattling as I fumble with the latter. Though able to function unspoken I continue, “I’ll make sure to show it all to you next time,” spinning around to be void of a reaction I let go, pulling the pants to my knees and feeling the chill of wind brush over newly exposed skin.

Four seconds past and I am sprinting, fingers fumbling to reverse an action that had been so desired as my legs attempt to hold the pattern, but there is no time for drawn back actions in a space that is so opposed to regret.

[cody bowers-fox moons someith krearns; ass]
[uses dowsing rod]
mDnEfB9h1-3
[also flees]
[the rest of my actions will be in maint]

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this here war in us {helter skelter vs vandals, day2} Oct 22, 2015 20:17:40 GMT -5

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Post by Kire on Oct 22, 2015 20:17:40 GMT -5

Someith Krearns
violent schizophrenia,
you know i'm gonna' get ya'

Third Person, First Person, Says, Thinks

He watched with a mixture of exasperation and thrill as Dustyn fled. This was someone he had driven fear into, someone who would know him as terrifying - or at least close enough as to make no difference. Saxton was still there, but he paid her no mind. Instead, his eyes focused on the boy from Eight. Cody, the boy he had teased and been teased by. Apparently the game was continuing. "Someith," he said, reaching for his belt. Someith watched, eager, as the boy undid his belt and pulled at his pants. "I’ll make sure to show it all to you next time."

Quickly Cody turned and dropped his pants, exposing his ass to him. Grinning, he took the time to appreciate the sight he was given, unfazed by the fact that this was most likely a rude gesture. How he would like to take a closer look at that specimen. Unfortunately, the rump was covered again and the boy sprinted off after his two departed allies - a shame. However, Someith did make note of the words "next time". He would see this boy again, and then they would play a game of show and tell; Cody would show, and he would tell.

That left Saxton. He turned to look at the girl. She looked devastated and he scoffed. Emotions were such trivial things, attachments hindered a person instead of helped. Things were so much easier for him, and he didn't pity them at all. Whatever hope he had had for Hannah and Saxton had gone, replaced by the part of his mind that had been right all along. He needed no one, and it was time he embraced that again.

Sneering at her, he tipped his Glengarry hat in her direction in a mocking salute. "M'lady," he said, narrowing his eyes at her. His distaste was obvious in his voice. Turning, he ignored the dying body of Hannah and walked away from the fight. What he left behind was baggage and incompetency, what he walked towards was something a lot more fun.

I need no one. I leave them behind because they only get in my way. Allies are boring and tedious, causing problems when they don't know what to do. Shields they may have been, but I am not the coward to walk behind another. No, let them come at me, I will kill them all. Let them call me "heartless" if they like.

I prefer "monster".

[Someith appreciates dat ass]
[Someith turns and walks away from the fight]
[Someith uses First Aid on himself for -3]
[Someith uses 1 bundle of Medicinal Plants on himself for -2]
[Someith receives and uses 5ft of Bandages on himself for -1]

Dowsing Rod
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Success

Gimme a word
1-2
Failure

Drum roll please!
1-16

Your Move

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Last Edit: Oct 22, 2015 23:17:15 GMT -5 by Kire

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this here war in us {helter skelter vs vandals, day2} Oct 22, 2015 20:36:52 GMT -5

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Post by grim. on Oct 22, 2015 20:36:52 GMT -5

"Say you'll remember me,
even if its just pretend..."

So a filler rn, cause i dont have that sweet time to write no post rn XD im a mess 24/7

[Saxton flees fight]
[Uses f/a on self for -3]
[Receives f/a from Someith for -3]
[Gives 5ft of bandages to Someith]
[Uses last 5ft of bandages on self for -1]
[Fills two empty tea kettles with Unfiltered water]
[Receives magical sexy (Claddagh (in)) ring from RE]
[Turns the ring toward heart to heal for -5]
[The rest will be in Maint <3]

Attempts Dowsing Rod again

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Credit to Thundy