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Post by Roara on Apr 6, 2008 22:16:52 GMT -5
"A zombie on fire is mortal. A zombie on fire chasing a little kid is beautiful." Evan said, laughing.
"I like you, whats your name?" He asked, walking in circles around the man on his hands.
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Post by Illithyr on Apr 6, 2008 22:23:57 GMT -5
The newcomer's eyes blazed with fury. "Worm!" he sputtered, almost incoherent with rage, "You dare to address the God of Gods, the Light of the World?! Insolent worm!" As quickly as the rage came over him it expired, and the fires in his cobalt eyes died down to smouldering ashes. "But I forget, not everyone has seen the Truth yet. You may call me... Tristan. Yes, that is fitting." He beamed, thinking himself magnaminious.
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Post by Roara on Apr 6, 2008 23:50:10 GMT -5
"You sound like my ex girlfriend's mom." Evan said, hopping up and stepping back, awaiting a strike to the face.
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Post by Illithyr on Apr 6, 2008 23:58:41 GMT -5
Tristan looked startled by this display of what seemed like a death wish, or at the very least masochism. "You are a strange one, even by mortal standards." he murmured. "Tell me, child, what is your name?" The slightly off look in his sapphire orbs seemed to indicate that, benevolent god or no, he would not tolerate another stray word.
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Post by Roara on Apr 7, 2008 1:04:38 GMT -5
(no god modding now)
"The names Evan Escance. Wanted Necromancer of Romania, great grandson of Dracula himself." He introduced himself, bowing.
"What steroid infested gymnasium did you come out of?" He asked, obviously not caring for his own safety.
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Post by Illithyr on Apr 7, 2008 1:17:39 GMT -5
(he is only human, he just suffers the delusion that he is a god. that is why he is in here.)
Tristan raised an eyebrow skeptically. "Evanescence?" he asked, his deep voice resonating with sarcasm. "I can see why you're in here." He grinned. "A necromancer too, hmm? But of course you are. I thought that the stench I detected upon entering was just your putrid body oozing sweat and oil, but now I see that it is clearly the stench of your foul magics." He flung up his arms melodramatically, patronizing Evan. "Please, do not smite me with your fell magics! I tremble with terror!" He chuckled at what he thought to be his rapier wit, but in truth it was more like a mace.
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Post by Jess on Apr 7, 2008 9:13:42 GMT -5
To be frank, the new comer scared the bajeezuh's out of Mitsuko, which is probably why when she picked up her Teddy she immediately hid behind the biggest thing should could find. In this case, the biggest thing in the room being a person. She squinched her eye's shut and waited...
Perhaps the bad men had sent him as a test to see if she was actually ready? Perhaps this was to be her first victim... She slowly opened her eyes and stared off into the void as her ear's continued to pick up bits and pieces of the coversation.
As her little hand reaches into the bear's back to wrap around the metalic of the gilded pen she had hidde her eye's narrowed to little slits. And if it werent for the nurse who came and put a hand on her shoulder, Mitsko would've probably done it as well. "Excuse me little one, would you like some ice cream?" The nurse asked with a smile.
Mitsuko nodded her head slowly and withdrew her hand from the teddy, careful to leave the pen in its special hiding place. "Mitsuko would enjoy Ice Cream very much..." She says in response to the inquiry, as the nurse holds out herh and.
"Come on... lets go get you some Ice Cream." The nurse says as Michiko squeeezes her little hand and the pair head off toward the cafeteria portion of the Institution. Mitsuko looked back at all those in the room and made mental notes of what to use and the order she would kill them in. Loud man, big man, russian woman, upside down man...but not brown-eyed man. Yes. That seemed appropriate.
But for now, she would ignore the governments plan to rid the world of these four people, and possible others, as she was lead by the Nurse to the Cafe to get some Ice Cream. Mmmmmm... Ice Cream. The bestest best of treats!
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Post by Roara on Apr 7, 2008 10:14:51 GMT -5
"Man you really do belong here." Evan said, sighing, and walking away shaking his head.
"I am surprised, some of you actually belong."
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Post by captainjack on Apr 7, 2008 19:29:06 GMT -5
Kordell sat calmly at his empty table. He looked as though he could fall asleep at any moment, but he was more alert and watchful than almost anyone in the entire building. He seemed as if he were waiting on something to happen. He looked around, noticing the one who introduced himself as Evan. Kordell moved from his leaned back position, and sat forward. He heard his comment, and spoke up.
"I don't belong ere," he said in his deep jamaican voice, addressing Evan. "An Ah dont plaan on beinere much longer."
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Post by Roara on Apr 7, 2008 20:43:29 GMT -5
"I'm sorry to say plans change mate." Evan said, sitting down.
"Who else in here is starving?"
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Post by knightc3 on Apr 7, 2008 21:46:16 GMT -5
A man charged into the room with the two helpers that had brough Jake in and looked around spotting Jake standing in the corner. "You idiots! You are not supposed to put him with the others. Bring him.", he shouted at the men following him. Jake looked around at the men not realizing they had been talking about him till he recognized the two who had brought him in the room. Before he could react, they took hold of him again and started moving him out of the room behind the man leading the way.
Jake kept quiet this time as he suddenly felt too weak to even shout or resist the men. He was taken down a corridor as he tried to remember the way. They stopped in front of a padded cell and found it occupied by another. Moving to the one next to it, the man took out his keys and opened the door. "In you go kid..", he told him and Jake complied. Before closing the door, the man paused and asked, "Do you want anything?" "Food... please...", came a quick reply. The man nodded and turned to one of them and ordered. "Get the kid some food..."
With that they left and he was alone again in his padded room. At least the floor was soft. He realized he had forgotten to ask them to take off his jacket. He made a mental note to ask when the man brought him food. He sat down on the floor and wondered who the man next door was.
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Post by captainjack on Apr 7, 2008 22:06:26 GMT -5
Looking at Evan, Kordell showed complete care in the matter of food.
"I am bout as hungray as dey come," said Kordell boldly. "Som goat meat wid a side of ackee would be de finest, righ bout now."
Kordell turns around and glances at the workers by the door, the same man as before still watching him closely. A large grin comes over Kordell's face as he looks at the men.
"Wat's wrong me friend? Don't know wat Ackee iz, eh?" Kordell exclaimed in a near chuckling voice. Then after, waiting for a few seconds as if to see their reply, he laughed loudly and turned around and sat back relaxed.
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Post by Crow on Apr 8, 2008 0:17:26 GMT -5
Hector shook off the effects of the drug faster than any of the nurses or doctors could anticipate. He woke up and looked to the plate of food, tearing into it like some ravenous beast. When he was done he looked up to see that he was in a max security cell. When he was finished a sudden fit of rage came up and he started pounding on the door, "Mother f**kers! Get me out of here! Fuuuuuuck!" He didn't know it immediately, but his sudden fit of banging and screaming had nearly scared a worker passing by out of his skin, who shouted his own curses back for a moment before moving on. 'Yeah well f**k you too!" Hector screamed back.
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Post by kelClynn on Apr 8, 2008 13:12:30 GMT -5
David felt the girl cower behind him. Instinctively, he stood guard, ready to defend if necessary. When he saw that the reason for Mitsuko's fear was yet still mortal, he relaxed. The new man held a proud stance, a look of pure self-satisfaction on his face. David chuckled to himself. It was exactly that kind of attitude that cursed a man in this place.
In his study of the newcomer, David missed the quick exchange of words between Mitsuko and a seemingly harmless woman. The image of the two walking away together clouded his mind as he processed the situation, a little too late. "No!" He protested, "Mitsuko! You don't know what they..." but the door had already closed behind them. As his sudden exclamation brought on unwanted attention from the guards, David begrudgingly backed down, wondering if he would ever see the girl unharmed again.
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Post by whiterabbit on Apr 8, 2008 13:47:12 GMT -5
Cassie had sat observing long enough. She decided she wasn't going to spend her whole life in here with these horrid workers and these psychotic patients. Sure, she had problems of her own, but if she could find one person who was sane enough to trust, she could for sure make it on the outside.
She looked down at her notebook. She must have spaced out, because the whole page was covered in schedules and pseudo blueprints. "It's everywhere I've seen of this place," she muttered to herself. Sure enough, the front desk, the common room, the hallway and bathroom were all drawn out. Even the outside landscape was detailed around the front of the building. And in a column next to it was a list of times. 6:00 pm, dinner. 10:00 pm, lights out. Wednesdays and Sundays, 1:00 - 3:00 pm, visitors (for those who aren't high security patients). It was everything the doctors and workers told her and her mother when she was admitted. Then she had an idea.
Cassie looked around quickly, trying to find someone. David, the man who had addressed her from before, the one who spoke of brainwashing. He could help. Maybe. She tried to get his attention, waving subtly to get him to come over.
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