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Accident Prone

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wdango said:
[x] Try and get there just in-time, save your energy.

Also will be less suspicious, I think.

And I see we have a name for our ability now. That's nice.
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Oh yes, because walking down the street in a cloak and mask, is soooooo much less suspicious than running.
 
So a friend of mine just noted I fucked up and added 3 votes from last-vote into the tally.

It's still five, but before I was saying five and had eight.
That has been fixed.

Still waiting on more votes...

My only excuse is that I'm aloud to fuck up and have accidents, it's called accident prone.
 
Sendicard said:
So a friend of mine just noted I fucked up and added 3 votes from last-vote into the tally.

It's still five, but before I was saying five and had eight.
That has been fixed.

Still waiting on more votes...

My only excuse is that I'm aloud to fuck up and have accidents, it's called accident prone.
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I'm pretty sure nobody's judging you, Sendi. :V
 
wdango said:
I'm pretty sure nobody's judging you, Sendi. :V
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I wouldn't care about the opinion of someone shallow enough to judge me for such a light screw up anyway. Just felt it a great time to make a joke about the name. I mean I did fuck up, and it is called accident prone.
 
WorldSlayer said:
[X] Rush there as fast as you can, planned advantage is best advantage.

An extra vote.
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That's 5 with the winning vote, I'm willing to close it with just that as the votes are so one sided.
I'd just rather not.

Ya, I'll keep it open, and go to sleep. When I wake up later I'll close it, more votes or not.
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Anyway, thank-you.
 
Walker said:
[X] Try and get there just in-time, save your energy.

School pressure leads to weird scheduling issues.

EDIT: FUCK.
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Hahaha!

Glad to have you back, thought you might have gotten bored and wandered off on me. Was all sad and shit.

I'll count it if you really want, but it won't matter. Like everyone said "rush"
 
The update should be fully written within an hour or two.

So, look forward to that, haha.
 
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    • [X]Rush there as fast as you can, planned advantage is best advantage.
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    Purple eyes went dark, and a sudden force overwhelmed the other occupant of the room. She couldn't even breath properly through it, the very air thick like ice, and her eyes pleaded while gasping for air.

    "Big brother's doing this because of you." A voice both serious and authoritative stated scornfully from the other end of the table.
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    You rushed as fast as you could, taking alley ways and even the occasional rooftop for the ability to run without gathering suspicion.

    But you still only got here with five minutes to spare. Still, five minutes is a lot more than someone like you needs.

    You set up a wire trap in an alleyway and get behind a dumpster.
    Dejavu
    You close your eyes to double checking to make sure the trap will work, and come up affirmative.

    Then you wait, and wait, and wait. The time gnawing at you, making you impatient. You want to do this now, to feel it, but you have to wait. Just a minute left, forty seconds, thirty, you hear them walking down the street.

    The prattling of teenagers without a care in the world, so unaware, but not innocent. No, never innocent these people. People who hurt others for their own gain, their own social confidence, sickening.

    As they're about to pass by, you cry out as if seriously hurt, mimicking the sounds of a hurt child almost perfectly. You'd heard this sound enough times after all, when you broke into the house next-door, actually. Funny how that works.

    While not perfect, your lure is more than enough, the two teenagers walking down the alley to get to you.

    "Can we just go, I don't like this!" A whiny girl's voice echoes throughout the alleyway.

    "I'm not leaving a hurt kid, ok? Go ahead if you want, I'll catch up."
    You're filled with fear for but a moment before closing your eyes.
    Dejavu
    Yep, her leaving is a bluff. Good, you smile behind your mask. 'Three steps, two steps, now!' You lunge forward as he trips over the wire you set up, driving a knife directly into his throat, and then rip out just as fast.

    As he finishes his fall to the ground, you reach into a pouch at your side without even stopping to admire your work. A fistful of dirt flies into her shocked face before she can even begin to comprehend what's going on, and you lunge again, pinning her against the wall by her throat with your forearm. She tries to will air, but nothing comes. "You hurt someone I care about." You glare behind the mask, you feel no sympathy.

    You take a moment to register the interior of her body using the research from your biology class while she fights, pounding against your cloak uselessly, and in less than a second, you stab her twice in the chest.

    She tries to scream but you've still got her pinned, and you can tell her vision is getting fuzzy, So you let go, letting her fall to the ground. And yet, despite her renewed attempts and further freedom, you still take in painful gasps for air, gurgles at that, echoing throughout the alley.

    "Good," you smirk in excitement, glad you hadn't screwed up. "I've pierced both your lungs." And you wait for it to click with her what that means. "That's right!" You chuckle, this is fun, why don't you do this more often?

    You close the distance to her, pulling a cellphone out of her pocket, and immediately dial three numbers.
    "Here, I've done you a favor that you don't deserve. Survive until the ambulance gets here, and you might just have a chance." You throw the phone to her, knowing for a fact they'd never get here in time. You'd already foreseen their fates, they'd never survive this night. The response time too long.
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    Leaving the alley and into another one, you smirk with satisfaction, the blood stained knife put back in its place in your cloak. She'd struggle to stay awake, trying to survive with every fiber of her being until they got there. But she'd be unsuccessful. Cursing your mask, unaware of even why she was dying besides a vague clue left to torture her. She didn't need to know, didn't deserve it.

    Better yet, they'd never find the killer. You knew that for a fact.

    Before you get far though, you hear rushed footsteps behind you, closing in fast, and no-matter how hard you try to 'grasp,' nothing comes.

    []Kill
    []Stand still
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    • [X] Flee to a more remote or abandoned area, then face your follower.

    Probably don't want to be out in the open when we deal with/talk to whoever it is.
     
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