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Post by Bleating Ram on Jan 17, 2017 20:58:07 GMT -5
At the sound of footsteps taking off, Raven looked up, letting out an irritated growl as she saw Henry running off. It gave her a couple seconds to grab her other stick before chasing after her. "You can't run!" She called out, coming to a stop and looking around, starting to clack her sticks together, balancing the devil stick between the two and keeping it in the air. Sure it gave away her position but she found it tended to unnerve her victims, get them worked up and anxious. "Come on, don't be stupid. Just come out and Imll make it quick," she offered. It was too dark, even woth all the dim lighting around the carnival she could hardly see. So to aid in seeing where Henry had gone, she grabbed her stick mid air and glanced about carefully as she pulled a lighter out. Setting both ends on fire, she went back to balancing it, eyes darting about.
Prankster sat back as he watched, changing the ferris squeal's course here and there and he kept a careful eye on the stray dogs that had wandered into the area. Those pesky little things, no matter how many he eliminated they always seemed to come back. Leaning forward a but when he spotted Reina and Patrick, a small, dark smirk crept over his perfect little lips. This was all like a little game to him. The survivors were merely pawns in a chess match, his employees his pieces, and he the king. Well, that wasn't entirely true when he thought about it. He was more like the queen, she was the one that held all the power.
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Post by broken on Jan 17, 2017 20:59:07 GMT -5
(Oh goodness xD she can be scary. Man, now I gotta make more humans heehee~)
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Jan 17, 2017 21:05:05 GMT -5
(Aw, I missed the show. Not like Eveline could do anything, but still... Would have loved to see the action as it played out.
I need to make more characters... to kill and be killed.)
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Post by Rivermagic on Jan 17, 2017 21:05:26 GMT -5
(I figure that at least now Reina's gonna be very shaken up over this...which may lead to her whole personality and looks getting changed when morning comes and she's realized what she's done, mwahahahaha~)
Soon enough, Reina shakily stood and looked over to see Prankster. That was then she began to smile slowly to him and give him a wide grin as she was wiping a bit of blood off her face before she looked back down to the lifeless body that had been her little fling. Of course this Reina had no idea of the gravity of her decisions. In fact, she was thinking that this all was just a fun little game to be played with.
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Post by Rivermagic on Jan 17, 2017 21:07:48 GMT -5
mintedstar/fur🦇 (Bruh...is Eveline a tagged human? Cause I could have Reina hunt her down too~!)
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Post by broken on Jan 17, 2017 21:11:03 GMT -5
(Hey hey Mint :3 yeah you missed it, unfortunately, but I think stuffs going down with Henry?) (River, you need to stop!! XD)
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Post by Rivermagic on Jan 17, 2017 21:12:57 GMT -5
(Aw, come on broken, you know it would be a field day for her... Speaking of which, I do plan on having Reina commit more to the genderfluid aspect when the dust settles, heheheh...)
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Post by broken on Jan 17, 2017 21:16:20 GMT -5
(Okay fine, knock yourself out with the killings d'aw Reina is so cute (even though she can be scary when killings) xD she needs to find her true love at one point.) (And @ anyone, I have Roxie who can help kill, if needed)
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Post by Rivermagic on Jan 17, 2017 21:21:04 GMT -5
(heheheheh, there will be confusion to all when people meet them, of course I'll go more into detail with it eventually~)
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Post by amberice on Jan 17, 2017 21:41:14 GMT -5
She was going to hear that clacking in her nightmares if she made it out of here. The sound gradually drew closer and closer, a faint glow beginning to appear through the cracks below the tent flaps. She stayed absolutely still, barely breathing, though she was almost certain that her heartbeat could be heard from a mile away. She just had to wait it out. She could do that. Camping was a legitimate strategy.
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Jan 17, 2017 21:56:35 GMT -5
( Rivermagic, nah, she isn't tagged. That's why she can't do anything. broken Well, if Henry is up against Reina then Henry is dead. )
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Post by amberice on Jan 17, 2017 22:05:02 GMT -5
(Ohoho really? I dunno, Henry's a scrappy one. XD)
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Post by Rivermagic on Jan 17, 2017 22:09:10 GMT -5
(Hmmm, it would give a sort of bonding I had been hoping Reina would eventually get with Raven...cause I personally think they'd be cute together, lol... that moment when your ship is based off a mutual homicide... XD)
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Post by amberice on Jan 17, 2017 22:21:59 GMT -5
(Nope! Over Henry's dead- wait)
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Post by mintedstar/fur🦇 on Jan 17, 2017 22:23:03 GMT -5
(Yah, wait a second. )
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Post by Rivermagic on Jan 17, 2017 22:24:35 GMT -5
(*laughs maniacally*)
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jan 17, 2017 23:09:10 GMT -5
Gimme a sec and I'll reply
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Post by amberice on Jan 17, 2017 23:13:23 GMT -5
(But yes, Henry ain't going down easy. If anything a going to get her, it'll be dogs or the Ferris wheel of doom and destruction)
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jan 17, 2017 23:15:23 GMT -5
Excuse you, it's called a ferris squeal. A d I can make either happen <3
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Post by amberice on Jan 17, 2017 23:17:11 GMT -5
(DOOM AND DEATH AND DESTRUCITON
which is what scares me. XD is this how it feels during sessions when you all are at my mercy?)
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jan 17, 2017 23:27:41 GMT -5
NO oh, are you afraid Amber?) "Come out come out wherever you are," she sang out, looking around with a frown. She couldn't go into the tents, she'd learned her lesson years ago when she accidentally caught one on fire. But if she put it out, she risked allowing Henry to see her and then she'd be left in the dark, waiting for her eyes to readjust while it gave her opponent an opening. Making her way around, she eventually decided that maybe the woman had made it farther than she thought. Moving away from where her victim was hiding, she started off further into the carnival grounds in search of Henry.
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Post by amberice on Jan 17, 2017 23:37:22 GMT -5
Henry waited until the glow had faded and the clacking had disappeared into the distance before making her move. She carefully made her way out of the tent, glancing back and forth for any sign of danger before making her way down the narrow row between the backs of the tents. She had to get to the gate and this seemed to be the right direction. Every sound had her pulse pounding and she kept glancing about for anything that might. E a threat. She just had to get to the gate and this would all be over.
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jan 17, 2017 23:41:31 GMT -5
Prankster caught a glimpse of Henry on her own, and it appeared that none of his employees or his rides were close by. How unfortunate. With a small little unamused frown, he looked over his map before finding just what he wanted. Reaching over he grabbed the small little image of the Ferris Squeal and casually picked it up, which caused the actual ride to rise up into the air. Moving it over towards Henry, he dropped it back down. The ride seemed to sit there in front of the poor woman before it started revving up to get itself moving once more. "Checkmate," he mused quietly to himself, sitting back to watch the thing run down the victim and obliterate her.
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Post by amberice on Jan 17, 2017 23:53:06 GMT -5
Henry heard the sound of creaking metal overhead and she looked up just in time to see the Ferris Wheel fall from the sky, striking the ground in front of her with a thunderous clang. She just stared at it for a moment as it sat still, then it began to move. A horrible screeching sound reverberated around her and she recognized it as what she'd heard before, albeit far less loud. She didn't have time to dwell on that as the machine rolled towards her with surprising haste. She dove out of the way, just barely escaping its path. Scrambling to her feet, she threw caution to the winds and tore off down the path, sprinting blindly through the carnival.
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jan 18, 2017 0:03:25 GMT -5
"How dull," he murmured, sitting up now as he watched the Ferris Squeal go careening down the aisle, away from Henry. With a wave of his hand the machine was turned around and headed back towards the woman, the awful noise it made only getting louder and louder. "What a sneaky little pest you are," he murmured, watching with interest now. A brow raised up when he saw what had gathered near the entrance to the carnival. Those cursed stray dogs! It appeared they were simply sniffing around for garbage and the likes that the humans had left. If they were disturbed they'd attack the nearest living creature. He couldn't control the dogs like he could his rides because the dogs weren't his, however he could give them a nice little push. Glancing about, he found a lucky prize, plucking it from where it stood guard at the corner of a cotton candy booth and he happily placed it down near the dogs, giving it a little nudge to get the dogs riled up and then instructing it to run towards Henry to see if it couldn't get them to attack her.
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Post by amberice on Jan 18, 2017 0:31:37 GMT -5
Henry could only hear that infernal screeching getting louder and louder. But the gate wasn't far. She could make it. But whoever was pulling the strings must've had a sick sense of humor and she couldn't help the loud string of curses that poured from her mouth at the sight of the pack of dogs barreling towards her. She couldn't stab them all. But she did have a ten ton death machine on her tail. If she timed this well, this could work. Gritting her teeth, she sprinted straight towards the pack, counting down in her head. It took everything she had to not dive sooner, but if she did the dogs would swerve the Ferris Squeal and be on her before she could recover. The metal wheel was feet away from rushing her and she could see the dogs' white flashing teeth. She dove a second too late. The wheel rolled straight over the pack, but she hadn't quite made the dive. Henry let out an agonized scream, both legs mangled and twisted beyond any hope of repair. Spots danced across her vision and she could faintly see the gate, less than 50 yards away. She was so close. She tried to drag herself towards it, arms shaking with the effort. She could make it, she had no other choice. Make it to the gate or die. And she had not made it through all she'd seen to die in this hellish carnival.
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jan 18, 2017 0:39:39 GMT -5
Prankster was on the edge of his seat at this point, there was no way this woman actually thought she was going to survive! In an instant he was standing up, gripping the edge of the table as he stared in disbelief. He watched as his ride stopped on the pack of dogs and began spinning in place to grind whatever was beneath it into nothing but dust. With an irritated breath, he disappeared, only to reappear before Henry, looking down at her with an unamused gaze. "My my my, what a predicament you're in," he stated, circling her as he eyed her, shaking his head. "I must say, I am impressed. You avoided one of my workers, managed to escape my Ferris Squeal and get it to kill those wretched little ghouls, and even though it appears your legs have been crushed, your'e still going to try and make it to the gate?" He chuckled deeply, coming to stand in front of her once more. "You silly little mortal, nobody told you? Just because you make it to the gate doesn't mean you can actually get out."
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Post by amberice on Jan 18, 2017 1:05:50 GMT -5
Henry watched as the man appeared like some cheap magician, seeming all too eager about this whole predicament. She wanted to spit in his face, scream, cry, and possibly vomit. There was no hope of escape, no help on the outside. Which left her with one alternative. Do damage to the enemy and cripple him as best she could. She drew out the pistol from behind her back and fired it twice, aiming both shots at his right eye. She was three feet away, it should be a shot she could make him her sleep. And she wanted to hurt him as badly as she could before bleeding out.
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jan 18, 2017 1:21:24 GMT -5
The man certainly didn't see that coming, because while he could "see all" that went on in his park, he of course couldn't see all. So when she whipped out the pistol, his eyes widened and he attempted to stumble back. Only to find himself being shot in the eye. With a loud cry of pain, he gripped his face, stumbling back and trying to gain his composure again. He hadn't experienced pain in centuries. This was why he never left his office, he hated dealing with people. "You little pest!!" he hissed, completely different from the usual controlled and composed man. He gripped his face, ignoring the blood pouring over it as he lifted is free hand. The sound of creaking metal echoed as the Ferris Squeal rose up with an invisible force. "I hope you rot in hell," he growled before letting his arm drop, causing the giant ride to fall onto the crippled woman before him and he watched in anger as the wheel started to slowly rev itself up to crush the woman beneath her. Swallowing a bit, he pulled his hand away to examine the blood, looking away quickly for fear of throwing up. He didn't do blood. Well, that was a lie. Whenever he had to come to the aid of his workers or patch them up he did just fine. He just couldn't do his blood. He turned and stumbled away from where the woman once was, unable to gather his bearings and he felt light headed. Curse her, what a stupid little pest she was. Finding a place for him to rest, he sat down, trying to calm himself. A wound like that was going to be painful to heal and certainly would take awhile.
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Post by amberice on Jan 18, 2017 1:24:48 GMT -5
(Eheheheheh )
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