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6 Characters Here
Michael Smith [2] you don't really want to know...
Synessa Shadow [1] Poised, Dangerous, and Seductive with raven hair, amber eyes, and porcelain skin. She moves with feline grace, seeming to be stalking some unknown prey...
Ava Lovelace [0]
Alisia Ravenclaw [0] Dry, and sarcastic at times, Alisia can come off a little on the grumpy side. To those who know her better, she has a sweet smile, and means no harm with her not-so-gentle jesting.
William D. Arak [0] Quite. Too quite.
Jimmy Dannika [0] A typical clean-cut grifter, conman and swindler.
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"yeah" was all she said. Her heart was pounding in her chest like a jungle drum, so loud she was almost sure anyone around could hear it. She led him to her car, a neon blue 2004 Jetta. At least it was four doors. She opened the door and laid him down, thought about closing the door, stopped and this buckled his seat belt. That would be a stupid thing to get pulled over for.
She started to get into the drivers seat.
"Coming with?" she asked. As strange as tonight had turned out, she was glad to have a ally in all this mess. Almost felt like a friend. Alisia, however, wouldn't get her hopes up too soon.
She started to get into the drivers seat.
"Coming with?" she asked. As strange as tonight had turned out, she was glad to have a ally in all this mess. Almost felt like a friend. Alisia, however, wouldn't get her hopes up too soon.
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Jimmy opened the passenger seat door. "Well you don't know your way to the guy who can help out our little friend in the back seat, do you?" He asked jokingly before sitting down and buckling up aswell.. Getting pulled over for that would, indeed, be stupid. "Just keep going thataway for a while." Jimmy said, pointing forward. "He isn't too far from here."
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She drove carefully, which was strange for Alisia. She loved living on the wild side, speeding, going to creepy night clubs, and sucking boys of all their energy. These were the things Alisia had loved most in life. However, she drove carefully, not to raise suspicion. She followed Jimmy's directions. Her hands were shaking. It's not like she had never killed before, it's just that.... she had never killed anyone who had actually cared for her.
Most guys just saw her as a pretty face, Demetri had loved her, wanted to marry her, and now he was dead.
Finally she couldn't take it any more.
"Mind if I smoke?" she asked, but didn't wait for a reply, she lit up the cig and took a long drag, letting it calm her nerves. "You didn't have to help me you know?" she said. Then sighed.
"Well what I mean to say is, thank you."
Most guys just saw her as a pretty face, Demetri had loved her, wanted to marry her, and now he was dead.
Finally she couldn't take it any more.
"Mind if I smoke?" she asked, but didn't wait for a reply, she lit up the cig and took a long drag, letting it calm her nerves. "You didn't have to help me you know?" she said. Then sighed.
"Well what I mean to say is, thank you."
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"You didn't have to LET me help. But it's no problem at all. I've been getting bored of the subtle life." Jimmy said, glancing back at the body in the back seat. It actually looked like it could have been a passed out person due to it being held up by the seatbelt.
"Pull over back there." Jimmy said pointing to another dark alleyway behind an inconspicuous pawn show as he turned back forward.
"Pull over back there." Jimmy said pointing to another dark alleyway behind an inconspicuous pawn show as he turned back forward.
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She did as she was instructed. The looked at him, she smiled, although, a little sadly. She brushed the hair out of her eyes and said,
"I didn't have to let you help, but I'm glad I did." She put the car in park and turned of the ignition. She pulled her hair back up.
"So, What now?"
"I didn't have to let you help, but I'm glad I did." She put the car in park and turned of the ignition. She pulled her hair back up.
"So, What now?"
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"Wait here," Jimmy said as he got out and opened up one of the doors in the alleyway before walking inside, closing it behind him.
"Leo, you in here?" He shouted, before a guy with a knife ran up to him and tried to pin him against the wall. "You! What do you want?! You have a wire on you I know it!" the man demanded holding the knife to Jimmy's throat.
Jimmy remained rather nonchalant and replied, "I see you're still paranoid as ever. I need you to help out a friend."
"With what?"
"Getting rid of a body. Perfect condition. You still pawn organs off, right?"
"Yeah, I guess so. Was he overweight? Alcoholic? Chain smoker?"
"Don't think so."
"Wait here," Leo said before walking off, setting the knife on a crate as he walked away. When he came back he had a stretcher. Jimmy held the door open so Leo could get it out. Leo walked over to the car and looked in through the back window. "Looks like he's just passed out."
"No, really?" Jimmy said sarcastically. He opened the cardoor. "Help get him up on the stretcher, girl," Jimmy said as Leo held it still.
"Leo, you in here?" He shouted, before a guy with a knife ran up to him and tried to pin him against the wall. "You! What do you want?! You have a wire on you I know it!" the man demanded holding the knife to Jimmy's throat.
Jimmy remained rather nonchalant and replied, "I see you're still paranoid as ever. I need you to help out a friend."
"With what?"
"Getting rid of a body. Perfect condition. You still pawn organs off, right?"
"Yeah, I guess so. Was he overweight? Alcoholic? Chain smoker?"
"Don't think so."
"Wait here," Leo said before walking off, setting the knife on a crate as he walked away. When he came back he had a stretcher. Jimmy held the door open so Leo could get it out. Leo walked over to the car and looked in through the back window. "Looks like he's just passed out."
"No, really?" Jimmy said sarcastically. He opened the cardoor. "Help get him up on the stretcher, girl," Jimmy said as Leo held it still.
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Alisia obeyed without question and hoisted him up onto the stretcher. Something seemed wrong about watching the one man who ever loved her leave on a stretcher, dead.
Dead.
Dead.
It suddenly hit her. The overwhelming since of guilt. She didn't show it and kept her face stern. She took a deep breath. Pawned off organs. It wasn't exactly the way she thought he would go. She smiled sadly. She did all she could to correct the situation. He was better off this way than half alive, not really living at all.
It was better to be dead.
Dead.
Dead.
That word never sounded so cold. Alisia looked to Jimmy.
"So do I gotta pay him or anything? Or does he just keep the money from the organs?" her voice was steady.
"And more importantly, what now?"
Dead.
Dead.
It suddenly hit her. The overwhelming since of guilt. She didn't show it and kept her face stern. She took a deep breath. Pawned off organs. It wasn't exactly the way she thought he would go. She smiled sadly. She did all she could to correct the situation. He was better off this way than half alive, not really living at all.
It was better to be dead.
Dead.
Dead.
That word never sounded so cold. Alisia looked to Jimmy.
"So do I gotta pay him or anything? Or does he just keep the money from the organs?" her voice was steady.
"And more importantly, what now?"
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(((Sorry for not posting. I am very confused over what I should do. I mean, I sit at the bar. Next time I check the RP, somebody is dead? Anyway)))
William sat at the bar. Michael leaved him some time ago, and meanwhile he had thought about his goal. His ultimate victory over the scum, and he will have his revenge. His Vendetta would succeed. He saw, that the three people in the room was doing something he couldn't figure out what.
William sat at the bar. Michael leaved him some time ago, and meanwhile he had thought about his goal. His ultimate victory over the scum, and he will have his revenge. His Vendetta would succeed. He saw, that the three people in the room was doing something he couldn't figure out what.
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Michael left the back room after just sitting for a while. there was something interesting, he wasn't the only strange person that was here. when he looked around he noticed that the succubus girl and Jimmy were both gone, probably to dispose of the body. He licked his finger again, even though there was no blood left on it. then he looked over to where will was sitting. "you look like you're set on murder." Michael grins, pulling his little block of wood back out.
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William looked at Michael, and smiled. "Hehe, murder... What's that wood-thing you have there?" he said.
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"ehh... keeps me from ODing and freaking out." Michael licked a finger again, still devoid of blood. "gonna have to find a new one here soon, this one is running out of splinters." at that moment he got a splinter embedded in his thumb. "i stand corrected. NOW there are no splinters." he chuckled a bit before he brought his thumb closer to his face to examine the welling blood. he watched it overflow and run down his thumb and down his wrist. before it stained his white shirt he caught it with his tongue. "the blood looks so wonderful when it flows like that. It's almost a shame to have to stop it." then he pulls out the splinter with his teeth. he pockets the wood again. that should keep him steady for a while. he put his head propped up on his hand, wondering where he would find a satisfactory wood block.
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"Blood is beautiful, it is priceless and it is of absolute importance. But once it touches the ground, it becomes worthless. We will have to look after our blood. Or does our blood have to look after us? Either way, blood is a part of the very core of life..." William knew he was talking like a madman. But it was a little foolish of this guy to spill his blood on such thing as a piece of wood. After all, if you loose enough blood, you lose your life...
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"I like that one. Mind if i adopt it?" Michael asked, studying his finger. "although i am rather amused that you haven't figured it out yet." he put his thumb back in his mouth, and cleaned the cut of blood. he then got up, pacing back and forth, as he wondered what exactly he was doing. It was probably because of the succubus girl, but he felt like telling someone, anyone, to get this thing off his chest. he sticks a hand into his pocket where it closed around the block of wood, his other hand was frantically running through his hair, as if trying to pull answers from his head.
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"Go ahead" He answerd. "Figured it out? If you told me, I wouldn't have to.. he said with a smile.
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"ah, but that would take all the fun from guessing." said Michael, with a customary smirk. "i thought you were an astute fellow, i am sure you could put two and two together..." he licks his thumb again, looking at it when he finds no blood on it. he continues to study it as he speaks again. "i will give you a hint though, i am completely self sufficient when need be."
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William had clearly drunken too much. Couldn't he even think clear any more? "Excuse me" he said quickly, and asked the bartender for a glass of water. When he got the water, he smelled it first. It smelled fine. He drank it. He didn't feel that well. Be he had to wait. The scumbag may show his face here. "What do you do?" William asked in an attempt to hide his condition.
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"you okay?" Michael asked, as he noted the strange color in Wills face and the way he randomly changed topics. he scratched his face before answering. "mostly i just do odd jobs, you know, but i don't really need a whole lot of money, just enough for a causal drink and things like that." that sentence sounded strange in his mouth; him, having a causal drink? but he just shrugged it off.he didn't really care what he was saying, he doubted that Will really cared, he looked so sick.
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"Casual drinks, eh?" William smiled, and was relived. "I'm okay,.." (((Something must happen ASAP!))) "What do you drink?"
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"shouldn't really drink anything, but i like Bloody Marrys and when i am broke a whiskey will do." Michael said, stretching his arms backwards. "god, i am getting tired." he stood up. "i wonder..." he walked over to where there was a small pile of worn out bricks in the far corner. "if there is anyone else here," he turned and asked Will. "could you like, scare them off or something?"
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