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| Tweet Topic Started: Oct 21 2012, 12:49 PM (1,359 Views) | |
| Post #1 Oct 21 2012, 12:49 PM | MaKeNsHiZeRo |
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"Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit!" A man dressed in a black suit cursed at himself while quickly making his way along the path of the bridge. "What the fuck was that!?" he thought aloud, wincing with each step. His strides were short and his left arm wrapped with a bloody necktie. He was clearly stressed and scared, but adrenaline made him a man of the moment. His body was in flight-or-fight mode, and the man made the better decision of choosing flight. There was no way he'd stand a chance against that... thing. However, the blood loss was already starting to make its mark on the man. His face was drenched in cold sweat and his lips had long since lost their reddish hue. He kept turning to his back to see if something was behind him. Something was chasing after him. His cell phone was lost in the waters below, and for that he blamed his own stupidity. He had to find a pay phone. He had to find help. Cars whizzed by without providing a single glance of concern. Never had a man felt so alone in such a crowded place. The few people that he bumped into on the bridge knew better than to get themselves involved. They merely looked at him--judged him as a gangster by the kanji characters tattooed on his forearm--and went on about their lives. He didn't stop. He kept on moving, frantically pacing his way across the bridge... "Fuck fuck fuck!" he cursed out again, feeling the stinging sensation of the cut on his arm burn with every single movement he made. |
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| Post #2 Oct 21 2012, 06:55 PM | Tyrade |
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Now this wasn't exactly out of the ordinary, not for John at least. He had spotted the panicked man making his way through the streets as he seemed to be bleeding out in a panic. Gang member or not, the tachibana collector was a neutral and would not just leave him to die if he needed help. John moved to steady him, holding him up. "Are you alright? What the hell happened?" John put the man's arm over his shoulder, trying to allow him to focus on not bleeding to death. "Do you know where the nearest hospital is?" |
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If every serial killer is someone we least expect, are we safest around those we expect will kill us? In use characters Peter (NCPD) Axel (VG) Emily-(Y) Caitlyn-(NCPD) Miranda(Triads) Michelle (N/U) Dead/ Shelved characters Tinya-adopted (N/U) Amber-deceased (S) John- had a happy ending (HT) Trinity-deceased (T)
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| Post #3 Oct 23 2012, 07:06 AM | Aurora |
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Yui had taken a drive that cold drenched night for some piece of mind. She was still relatively new to the area, so when she found herself on a seemingly crowded bridge she slowed her speed down. Her hands gripped tightly on her motorcycle bars, her feet pressed firmly against the peddle. She had almost made it to the end of the bridge when she noticed a man, hurt and exhausted beyond words. Even thou a man stopped to help the injured man, Yui felt obligated to stop herself. Her bike came to a slow stop, she turned it as she passed the two men and stopping just ahead of them. Kicking up the kick stand she got off and pulled her helmet over her head. She had her pistol tucked away in a compartment on the back of her bike, just in case. One could never be to careful, that's what Yui believed. Approaching the two men she reached into her top and pulled out a badge and she spoke. Her voice firm, yet with a feminine curve. "NCPD -- sir are you alright?" Showing the two her badge she then tucked it back into her top and moved closer too the two men. "Have you called an ambulance for this man yet sir?" She spoke to the one giving comfort to the injured man. Whatever happened to this man would need to come to light, hopefully he was still conscious enough to explain what happened to her. |
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| Post #4 Oct 24 2012, 09:46 AM | MaKeNsHiZeRo |
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The man was gasping for air. Even walking at such a slow pace, each step caused his body to cringe and keel over in pain. There was something else... something different going on. He clutched at his arm--his makeshift bandage was already soaked in his dark oozing blood. "I don't got the time right now!" He spat out, trudging along while leaning against the railing of the bridge. This wasn't good. He was slowing down. There were people in the way! This wouldn't end well, the man thought. But he was much too tired, lost too much blood. He was drowning in his own sweat, and he was fighting something deep inside of him. There was something creeping up his spine, something that made his mind dull. A primal urge... the feeling of fear. Then the officer arrived. The only two people at the bridge were now crowding around the man, and he wasn't sure whether this would be a good thing or a bad thing. Exhausted, he threw his back against the railing and slid onto the floor, heaving heavily, trying to catch his breath. He rolled his head back and let out a defeated laugh. "She got me good. Deep cut." He announced, gesturing towards his arm. He turned to face the one with the badge. "A cop, huh? Heh." His free hand went into his breast pocket to pull out a bent cigarette. He slid the cigarette between his pale lips. "Can't believe this." His voice seemed to be at peace, as if he were about to die. He turned his head to face the direction from which he came, and smiled. "You two should probably get going. My date's back." He joked, lighting up the cigarette. ![]() There she was. A girl with skin as white as snow and eyes brighter than any star. She walked slowly into the light, a small blade reflecting off the moon. It had a faint hue of crimson along its tip--blood. She said nothing. She merely walked lifelessly towards the group, her knife dragged against the railing. The sharp sound of metal rang through the hollow insides, announcing the entrance of this... little girl. |
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| Post #5 Oct 25 2012, 02:11 PM | Tyrade |
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A cop showing up likely would have panicked the collector if he didn't have a permit for his handgun. Fortunately being the head of security for one of the most prestigious hotels in the city had its perks. "I just got to him as well, officer. He looks to be in rough shape but I can't get a straight answer out of him." The man suddenly threw himself to the ground, seemingly just wanting to rest. That wound was nasty, but John had nothing to patch him up. He turned to the cop, "You got anything to patch that up? Looks like it was done without a sound mind." The man's next statement caught John's attention. "She? A woman did this?" His mind went to a few news reports he had seen before, a young girl with diamond blades going around murdering gang members, usually in cruel ways. The scraping of a knife against metal had him thinking his suspicion was confirmed, turning to look. No, this was something far creepier. A ghostly looking girl dragging a kitchen knife on the railing, leaving an eerie echo on the suddenly empty bridge. John drew his M1911 from its holster, aiming it at her. "Just stay right there until we figure out what the hell is going on here. Who are you?" |
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If every serial killer is someone we least expect, are we safest around those we expect will kill us? In use characters Peter (NCPD) Axel (VG) Emily-(Y) Caitlyn-(NCPD) Miranda(Triads) Michelle (N/U) Dead/ Shelved characters Tinya-adopted (N/U) Amber-deceased (S) John- had a happy ending (HT) Trinity-deceased (T)
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| Post #6 Oct 25 2012, 08:20 PM | Aurora |
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Yui was in shock as to just how deep the wound was, she was no doctor but she knew that if he didn't get help soon he would lose consciousness. Followed by death. Looking back at her bike she tried to think of the best way to wrap the wound up, when she turned back and sighed. "Alright, just stand still." She pulled her shirt out of her pants and started unbuttoning it, and quickly removing from her arms. She had a tank top underneath, black thankfully, the rain may expose more of her then she wanted. As she went to move towards him, she noticed the white woman approaching them. Her eyes looked the figure up and down, not letting it shake her. Moving towards the injured man she tore apart her shirt from the neckline down, and threw the extra to the side. "This will hurt." She pulled tightly on the shirt, pressing down hard on his wound. He had already lost enough blood that was a fact. So she needed to stop the bleeding first. Yui knotted the shirt three times over and tucked it under so it wouldn't be in the way. Without thought Yui reached behind her back and pulled out her magnum, her other hand moving to the injured man and pulling him to his feel. "Sir you are going to need to drop that cigar.." She lifted him up and wrapped her arm around his body. "Because we need to get out of here." Yui pulled back a bit and addressed the man with the gun. "Normally I'd have to insist paperwork for that.." She wasn't joking, there wasn't a single ounce of humor in that statement. Nor in the next. "But for the sake of this mans life, lets cut to the chase. My bike wont carry all of us, maybe two but that is pushing it. He wont stay up on a bike for long, so we need to make a choice if we are going to run or take that thing down. Either way I'll radio in a ambulance once we have decided." She raised the weapon to the white figured girl and spoke out to it. "If you are any form from this world, lay down your weapon and get on the ground or I will use force." She let a few seconds pass without any words from it..her finger pressed against the trigger and shot, the bullet heading straight for the girl's sword. (ooc; I don't know if bullets can hit it, or anything so I'll wait to find out XD) |
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| Post #7 Nov 3 2012, 11:07 AM | MaKeNsHiZeRo |
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The man clenched his teeth and let out a small grunt of pain. It burned, it stung, and it felt like the lady was, on the contrary, tearing his arm further apart. However, his eyes revealed that the two people were there to help. His arm pulsated and throbbed, but he suddenly felt a glimmer of hope from these two that he would live to see the light of day. That strange feeling pulling at the back of his mind lost its growing grip on the man's sanity, and already his face was filled with more color than before. He was still much too weak and too frail to continue his escape--he was dead weight. "Hayate." The man spat out his name at the other man. Hayate's eyes followed the officer as she took steps forward to hopefully address the threat. "Mister, you better stop her. We gotta get running." He tried his best to push himself back up, but it appeared that even Hayate was alarmed with how weak he had become. "That girl... that thing ain't human." "If you are any form from this world, lay down your weapon and get on the ground or I will use force." Nothing. Not even a flinch. The girl's eyes didn't even shift to focus on the woman walking in front of her. She just held her blade firm and moved forward. Well, that changed once the woman opened fire. The white-haired girl's eyes glimmered, finally giving this female officer the attention she wanted. The girl dipped down to dodge most of the gunfire, but her instant reaction was not enough. One shot rang hollow as it tore into her skin. It only halted her slightly, made her shrug. She continued moving forward, her eyes locked solely on the officer. She moved quicker. Her brisk walking turned to jogging, to running, to dashing. With the tip of the blade pointed directly at the officer, the white-haired girl went for a straight dash towards her. Her movements were direct and straight-forward. She was easy to predict. The problem, however, was that she continued to shrug off whatever was thrown at her. She made a sharp thrust towards the officer... |
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| Post #8 Nov 3 2012, 10:59 PM | Tyrade |
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"I've got papers, calm your tits." John answered, listening to what the man said. Was he giving his name so someone would remember it if he died? "No can do man, some of the cops in this city will fight and die in a fight they never thought they would win." His eyes narrowed. "Why I'm still here I don't know, I've got newborn twins waiting for me at home." The girl rushed forward, and John opened fire as well. She seemed to be going for the cop, but John's adrenaline had already kicked in, his meta power coming to the surface. His brain sped up, making time seem like it was moving at a third of what it was, his entire body enhanced to three times what it was. He caught the girl's wrist before the officer could be stabbed and brought his gun up, emptying the clip into her chest before kicking her away. Was that enough to keep her down? Time sped up again once the adrenaline rush had passed, and he had to catch his breath after the stress it put on him. "I'll hold her here, you get this guy out of here. If I'm still alive when you get back, we can both bail." He drew a knife from his hip, if bullets didn't work he would just have to cut her apart until she stopped, but would she? |
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If every serial killer is someone we least expect, are we safest around those we expect will kill us? In use characters Peter (NCPD) Axel (VG) Emily-(Y) Caitlyn-(NCPD) Miranda(Triads) Michelle (N/U) Dead/ Shelved characters Tinya-adopted (N/U) Amber-deceased (S) John- had a happy ending (HT) Trinity-deceased (T)
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| Post #9 Nov 3 2012, 11:53 PM | Aurora |
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Yui heeded the man as he spoke, she wasn't about to argue about papers at the time, as she had said. Her eyes focused on the crazed women coming after her. Raising her gun up to shoot, the man had grabbed the girl and began attacking it. Rolling her neck around Yui began to concentrate, she needed to figure out a good strategy, her hand gripped her gun and she watched the man toss the girl like a rage doll. Moving towards the man that was injured Yui put her arm around him and began lifting him to his feet and moving towards her bike. She was a cop, she wasn't going to just leave the man there with that thing. Setting the injured man by her bike and kneeling down beside him she spoke. "I'm going to call an ambulance. I'm going to have them arrive across the way so they don't get into the line of fire." She spoke stern and to the point. "Just stay behind my bike, I'll make sure to cover you so she doesn't get to you." Standing up she pulled out her phone and dialed. Telling the police to send an ambulance, and to make sure that they don't get to close to what was going on. Yui stepped back to the side of the man and looked at the strange girl on the ground, trying to compose herself. "Let's stick this one out together. An ambulance is on its way to get him." She pulled her gun out and aimed it down at the girl. "Obviously bullets aren't doing the trick we are going to have to try something else, any suggestions?" |
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| Post #10 Nov 15 2012, 05:49 PM | MaKeNsHiZeRo |
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Hayate froze at his seat when he saw the two strangers take a stand--the officer he understood, but not the other guy. What was he getting out of this? He had a gun, which meant he was on the other side of the law. What was his purpose in getting involved? It didn't matter then, as the injured man sat with his hand covering his wound. His body was wrapped in sweat, and his vision blurred more than any liquor could induce. They were... fighting the girl? It was hard for Hayate to focus now. He fought to keep conscious, so that he could see what was going on. Each shot fired by John caused the white-haired girl to bounce within his grasp. Her body jerked and twitched with the bright flash entered her body, and remained silent after the loud bangs. After dangling lifelessly in the palm of the man, the girl suddenly awoke with her eyes glowing bright. The bullet holes punched into her body did not ooze blood. They just remained hollow, with whatever was left of the bullet lodged inside of her. She shrieked loudly and tightened the grip on her knife once more, and started wildly slashing at the space in front of her. She was thrashing wildly like an animal, her eyes locked directly on Hayate. She had come to kill him and only him, after all. There was no point in these other obstacles getting in the way. She made a mad dash at the female officer once again--the bullets did nothing but slow her down. |
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