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Topic Started: Oct 10 2013, 09:25 PM (332 Views)
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The mask was in a paper bag on his passenger seat, as he drove through the rain. His car was filled with hot pink pamphlets, full of things stating how the country was in disrepair, and that people and certain groups had to be taken away before change and order could come. He had been getting these for weeks and they all seemed to be speaking the truth in his eyes. The note for today was inside the bag, lodged underneath the mask, staring at him from behind the eyeholes of the mask. His heart pulsed as he thought about it. This was it. He eyed the shotgun in the bag longingly, while a feeling of euphoria came over him. A sawed-off double barrel like in the movies or something! Finally he'd see some action, instead of sitting around and doing nothing but drills.

There's a mess over on 5-3, Yaesae 1-Chome. Your cleaning skills are needed there. Be discrete. The Thai package needs a pickup, during which you must give it a salination treatment before shipping. When done, deliver it to the construction site on 4-2-1 Chifu. Delivery point will be marked with construction tape and an arrow. Leave it in the drum and fill it with sand that is on-site.

The stout man shifted gears. This was the opportunity he had been looking for. A way to really serve his country. If he went through with this, this would be a blow to the criminals in the city. This would help stop all the violence and the magic people on the news. This was it. He looked around for his pay envelope, feeling around for it with his stubby hands. No return address and nothing but cash, but it was more than the severance pay he got from the Self-Defense Force. His gut started to shift in tune with each push of the clutch. A bit of mild excitement and anticipation filled the man. Maybe when he was done this job, he would get invited to a PMC or something! Maybe he might get some sort of assassination gig, like in Collateral!

He pulled up to the curb, backing into an open alley. He would walk the rest of the way, to the general location of the girl, who apparently was supposed to be around here at this time of night. He cleaned all the papers up and placed them in his glove compartment, stuffing them in hastily, crumpling them as he went. The excitement had started to make him shake a bit. He grabbed the pay envelope, and shoved it in as well.

"Calm down. Remember training. Anything can happen. Don't get cocky."

He took a deep breath. He reached into the bag, placed the rubber pig mask on his face, and grabbed the shotgun. He popped the barrel and an ejector popped out. It'd even be just like the movies, with the cool reload! He loaded the barrels with the shells packaged in the bag, stuffing his pockets with as many of them as he could carry. He closed the gun, turned off the safety, and put it in his jacket pocket. He opened his door, but before he got out, he stared in the rear-view mirror as the lights turned on. He looked like a badass. Black leather jacket with a tank top underneath, some fancy loafers, some cool cyan jeans. If he lost some weight, he'd be a good action movie star, but at the moment, he only pulled off a sort of scary pedo vibe. All that muscle just looked like fat or something. Short and fat was better than being a stick and fat, though. As the rain rushed in and bounced off his mask, he came off of. Time to get to work. He got out, slammed the door, locked it and walked down the alley. He could hear some people pretty loudly over the rain and set out for them.

"I'm gonna clean the streets, I'm gonna do shit! Yes!"
Edited by RickenbackersAllTheWay, Oct 10 2013, 09:26 PM.
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"Fuck, it's pouring out here."

Natsuko lifted her umbrella over her head as she exited the ruins of the building. The place had been slated for demolition now that the cops had completed their investigation, so it was up to them to recover what there was to recover. Not that there was much. A charred bit of charcoal Natsuko assumed had been Nana's sword once, a melted computer screen, the latest Shonen Chump. The man standing next to her lit a cigarette.

"It's cold too. Ugh. This sucks ass."

"You said it, kiddo," he said. Natsuko glared at him.

"Could ya not smoke that shit right next to the burnt out ruins of our place?! Jesus fucking christ, what's wrong with you?!"

"What, it ain't like anyone died."

"No," Natsuko said, frowning. "But we lost a lotta shit, and Lady Banchou's in the hospital, and we're out of a lotta money and... it's just bad karma. Don't do that shit, okay?"

"Don't see why I gotta take orders from a middle schooler," the man said. He blew a smoke cloud into Natsuko's face, and she coughed and waved it away. Just one kick, right into his ankle. That's all it would take. "Anyways, if the ol' lady banchou kicks it, we'll be just fine. We're hardier than that. It'd probably make some guys happy, too."

"Dude, don't joke about that shit!" Natsuko said. "Ugh, let's get outta here. I gotta get home and do my homework, or Momma's gonna bitch at me again... don't like this part of town this time of night, anyways. It's spooky."

"Then allow me to chaperone you, kiddo."

Okay, Natsuko couldn't resist anymore. She aimed a kick right into his shin. The man dropped his cigarette and hopped on one foot as he massaged his ankle. "You little bitch!"
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This was a Road and Building site. This was one that got burned down. He was going to clean the streets here? Well, the pamphlets did say juvenile delinquency was eroding the country. Who was he to disagree? If he had to pick off a straggler here, big deal. The streets wouldn't miss one missing delinquent. There was too many more of them than there should be anyways.

The sound of a man exclaiming in pain caught his ears. He rounded the corner to see the man grabbing his ankle. Most likely a yakuza. After all, what would a businessman have to do here at night? Good thing he managed to slip behind him, though. The rain would cover up any sounds of him stepping, so he could sneak up on this guy no problem! But what to kill him with? His keys? Too difficult. The shotgun? Maybe. But the head exploding wouldn't feel sneaky enough. He had to do this like a ninja or like a spec ops guy or something. He reached into his pockets, feeling around for anything in them. A switchblade! He unflicked the blade.

He started to tiptoe, stalking up to the man with the knife out. This was gonna be just like an action movie. He crouched low, to make sure he hid himself behind the man's chest and that the girl couldn't see him. This was gonna be perfect!

He wrapped his left hand around the man's mouth and plunged the switchblade into the side of his throat. He kicked the back of the man's knee, then cut the front of the man's neck as well. He had to slit his throat the proper way and then the cinematic way. It'd be twice as cool! Tactical and Rambo-style at the same time.

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Natsuko doubled over, clutching at her stomach as she laughed. "You piece of shit!" She pointed at the man, looking up to look at his face in time to see a hand wrap around the man's mouth. The man made a sound of protest in the moment before the knife plunged into his throat.

"Kato!" Natsuko screamed as Kato's attacker sliced open the front of his throat. The short spray of blood from Kato's throat mostly landed on Natsuko's face. She took a few quick steps back to get out of the way of the falling body. Kato landed against the wet stone ground, blood clouding the puddle below him, and he gave one last rattling breath before becoming still.

Natsuko lifted her face toward the man who'd attacked Kato, her mouth hanging open.

Her hands began to shake. She took steps back, her feet splashing against the puddle of rainwater and Kato's blood.

She tentatively raised one hand, a closed fist, up to a fighting position.

And then Natsuko let go of her umbrella and she screamed. She turned on her heel and ran as fast as she could, not stopping her screaming. Someone had to help her, she was going to die, that man was going to kill her, where the hell was everyone?!

She ran for a good while before her body impacted against a chain link fence. She stared up at the top of it. Oh god, it was so high up, and she'd never been able to scale it before. A look over her shoulder, and then she grabbed the links and kicked her heel into a ring of steel, and she began to climb. Her boot slipped and suddenly she hung in midair, scrambling to find a foothold on the slick metal. There was no way she'd be able to make it up the fence before the man who'd killed her companion arrived.
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The girl stopped the big talk at least. This must be the Thai package, going from her tanned skin and face shape. He sure as hell didn't need a rocksalt shotgun for some mee krob and thai pad. If she was the only Thai thing in sight, he'd take it. And now she was running like those girls in the horror movies, too! Man, this kept getting better and better. Maybe he should've said some sort of like, scary shit like Buffalo Bill did or Scream did. He just happened to corner her against a fence, too. This would be a perfect time to make one liners.

"Hey little girl! What's your house made from?"

The man started to squeal like a pig, as he wiped his knife off on his slacks. A phlegmy laugh came from his mouth, as he sauntered over to the girl slowly, the shotgun in his jacket adding extra confidence to his strut.

"You aren't getting away! Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!"
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Natsuko glanced over her shoulder. The man who'd killed Kato was squealing, and she wanted to jam her foot into his piggy little snout and watch the cartilage fly. At the moment, though, all she wanted to do was fly off herself. Now would be a great time for her to suddenly get magic monster powers so she could do just that. Why the hell had the butterfly skipped over her when it had been time to hand out superpowers?!

Her foot slipped on the chain link fence again, almost causing her to fall off the whole thing. There was no way she could get a foothold, not with how wet it was and the small links.

I'm not going to die. I'm not going to die. I'm not going to die!

She leapt backwards, twisting in midair so she was facing the man, and snarled as she jumped on top of him, grabbing at his ears and clawing at his face.
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Even more laughter erupted from the man, as the girl tried to climb the wet fence in vain. It was like watching himself in gym class or something. Or like watching a kitten struggle in a river. God, she was just small and adorable like one too! This was perfect.

"What the-"

He started to struggle as the girl jumped onto him, doing his best to wrestle her off while stabbing her with the knife. She was like a facehugger! He stumbled around the alley, as he kept fighting her off.
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Natsuko jabbed her knee up into the man's face, hoping to break his nose behind that piggy mask of his. She felt something warm and wet run down the back of her leg. For a moment she thought maybe she'd finally peed herself, until she realized she felt it on her chest too.

Ha ha, what was that? Something stung. It really hurt, too. Ow, it was stabbing into her again. Ha ha, that really hurt. Hey, that's not funny, piggy.

She wanted to keep punching him, holding on for dear life, kicking him, but her arms felt all too weak. Felt kind of tired too, now that she thought about it. Natsuko glanced over at her arms and saw blood dripping from it. Oh, god, that was a lot of blood. Oh god. Her fingers all too weak to hang on anymore, she slumped to the ground and landed on her back.

She wheezed and stiffened up. The shock to her back kept her from moving, not that she would have been able to get anywhere with how cut up she was. She felt nauseous, her head was fuzzy. There was so much blood. Looking at her arm just made her want to puke, so she looked up at Pig-Mask. That fucking pig mask. Her eyes felt so heavy, too. She couldn't... but god she was so tired...

If she'd had a Persona too, would she have lived?

Natsuko wheezed one last time before her body became completely still, her eyes still open, staring up at the man in the pig mask.
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If this were a video game, this was when the victory fanfare played. He just accomplished his mission and his goal. He leveled up or something. His phone started to ring. Unknown number. Weird. At this time of night? An automated voice, too.

"Hi! You've been chose to hand the Munitio Salt skin cleanser! Simply let a friend try it out and you'll get a free bottle in the mail! "

Salt. Shotgun? How would this machine know about that though? This was probably just a spam cal-

"The best thing to reinvigorate dead skin is a blast of Munitio! Simply use on your chest and apply outward!"

Blast? Chest? Dead skin? It made sense! Maybe this was a part of his mission or something! The shotgun on dead skin? He grabbed the pistol-gripped gun from inside his jacket pocket and aimed for the dead girl's chest. He pulled the trigger, with a boom and a splatter sounding, as he shot the rock salt into the delinquent's ribs. He fired the second shell, splattering himself with more blood. She kinda looked like a cross between Jackson Pollack painting and a pomegranate right now. Her chest was still in one piece but the crystals of salt had embedded themselves in her and started to bleed a bit. The blood started to flow and mix with the now-storming rain, forming little ribbons that streamed out of the girl's stab and gunshot wounds. It was like a little present being unwrapped for him, with little bits of wrapping paper strewn about like on Valentine's Day or something. The girl even had skin a bit like chocolate, too!

"When you're done with your sample package, simply deliver it back and we'll reimburse you in no time! Your free bottle should be at 4-2-1 Chifu!"

He hung the phone up and picked up the corpse in front of him. She was light like a sack of potatoes. This'd make the next part easy. As he carried the girl over his shoulder, he couldn't help but wonder; how was he going to get the blood off his car? He'd probably have to look that up when he got home or something. After a few AVs and stuff. When he got to the car, he opened his trunk with his keys and left the girl in there. He ran to the front of his car and got inside. This was gonna be so sweet! More money!

-- --

He pulled up to the construction site, pulling through an open fence. It must've been late enough for no one to be around, and yet the fence was still unlocked. Someone broke the lock, maybe? The broken chain on the end of one of the gates seemed to agree with his idea. As he drove around, there was the drop-off point marked. The arrow was drawn on a wall with tape and there was an a barrel right underneath it, under some tarped girders. He pulled up beside it and popped the barrel open. A sandbag was right on the side of it, weighting the barrel against the girders. Time to do some pro bono landscaping.

-- --

The girl had fit inside the drum with hardly a problem, as she folded neatly into the barrel, with her legs and hands barely poking out of the sand as he poured the last of it out. This was a done job.

"It sucks it had to rain, huh? Could've been a normal day at the beach or something! I buried you in sand and what not. Hehe."

He popped the lid on as best as he could, trying to seal the barrel, but only getting it to sit half-in, with the girl's hand still poking out of the barrel. He tried. All that counted. He walked back to his car and sat inside for a bit. A job well done. He had to go grab some booze or something! Some chips, some sushi, a big can of Coke! Mini-party. Only he was invited.

Anyone on site would notice his car's light on, as his door was ajar and idling. He had zoned out in his fantasy and was definitely a sitting duck for anyone to come along and question him.
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"I'm fine, and ya don't need t' send a cavalry t' collect me. Geez. I'm on my way home right now anyways-- What, no, I'm not goin' t' home home; too dangerous. Thinkin' I'm gonna get a room in a hotel 'n' stay there. God, stop freakin' out already. It ain't like I can't defend myself."

Nana stopped and lifted the umbrella higher so she could see over the fence. There was someone out in the construction site. She'd only planned on walking out here to see how things were going, but with what had happened a few days ago, there shouldn't have been anyone out here working. And besides, it was the middle of the night, and it was raining. So who...

"I'm gonna call ya back." She snapped the phone closed and stuffed it in her pocket, Chieko's muffled objections being cut off as it snapped closed. She carefully stepped down the hill and through the gate, stepping around puddles as she made her way to the car. Dude had his door open, too. Quietly, Nana stepped up to the car, making sure to stay a good couple feet away from the door so he couldn't snatch her, and peeked in.

"Hey, buddy? This is private property. I'm gonna have t' ask ya to leave," Nana said. What was that on his jacket...?
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