[Holy shit, I don't know what happened there, but I'm back now. Quick placeholder post just to get myself back on track here.] "Yo! Should I book you two lovebirds a hotel room, or what?" Honestly, the whole cliched scene was playing out rather noisily. She'd almost let the last kick get ...

"Yes," Lisa answered definitively to Zeke's either/or question, while reaching out to block the kick without leaving her feet. To be perfectly honest, it was actually as accurate an answer as she could offer. Jamie had wanted to practice, but it was her kicking she wanted specifically to w...

The ball bounced harmlessly off the free forearm of the goalie. The word free, in this case, was being used because her other hand had to hold the banana she was casually snacking on as she stood at her position. No big deal, of course; it's not like this was a regulation practice, anyway. "C'm...

He raised a hand to casually brush the offer aside. "That stuff's gonna be the death of you," he replied, the brazen irony of the smoke pouring from his nose as he said it not lost on him in the slightest. Just this once, he spared her the trouble of the full rant. Perhaps it was because h...

The voice caught him off-guard, at first. Then, it wasn't the voice so much as what it said. For a moment, he wondered what he needed a Kleenex for. He took the cigarette from his lips to make room to wipe his nose. Dry. Well, if that wasn't it, he didn't care what she meant. He took another slow dr...

God, what a dump. [ Eli Sheridan: Start ] As it always did, dust and asbestos permeated the air of the local Quik Stop, and as he generally had for the last two years, Eli coughed as he choked on the atmosphere walking through the door. He hated this place, but frankly, it was the only place that wo...

[Writing credit goes to Rugga for this one!] Mary-Ann could only watch in horror, frozen to the spot as R.J. walked back and then sank down to his knees. He was maybe thirty feet away, but it felt like there were miles between them. Something was wrong with him. He turned back to her and smiled a sm...

It wasn't that he didn't hear Mary-Ann's pleas. It wasn't that he didn't care. It wasn't that he was abandoning her. It was the exact opposite of any of that. He wasn't leaving her. No matter how far apart they were, he was never going to leave her. Never. But he couldn't tell her that. He couldn't ...

And with a little push, the massive blade came barreling down toward Kris Hartmann's face. There is a block of C4 in my bag, R.J. And with a mighty pull, the blade began to swerve to the left. a block of C4 in my bag And as the giant struggled to maintain his balance, the blade slammed into the cobb...

His g a ze was sharp enough to cut a si l k c l o th in mid-fall. How m a ny had died now as a direc t result of h is misguided acts of mercy? How ma n y famili e s would never see their c hildr e n again becau s e of hi s in a ction? He had two chances to stop he r cold, and twice, he failed. Who e...

((R.J. Lowe continued from They're Made Out Of Meat )) It'd been a solid day of training in the woods, and R.J. was confident. Confident, and more than a little tired. He'd heard the announcement, but was barely cognizant of it. All he wanted now was peace, quiet, and rest. He remembered the town. H...

click R.J. tossed the stick aside. He dropped to his knees and clutched his chest, overacting violently. He sold his "death" like a Loony Tunes character, falling flat on his back, tossing his legs in the air, face in all manner of silly contortions, before laying out flat, eyes closed, t...

Considering his size and how little cover fallen logs and scattered shrubs provided, he was surprisingly good at this. He circled back around behind Mary-Ann, who was just as alert as he could have hoped. From her six, he rose to his feet, slowly, silently. He slunk forward a few steps. Carefully. S...

R.J. simply smiled and shook his head. The mechanism was a semi-auto short recoil, and once it was loaded, she need only pull the trigger. He approached, leaned in, and slid his index finger beneath the trigger guard, pulling the trigger four times to demonstrate. He gave her a thumbs up, then ran o...

Oh. Oh shit. Did she think he- R.J. sprang straight back when it fully dawned on him how this must have looked to her, when he saw how red her face was, nearly toppling over on his ass as he landed on his heels. His face was just as red as hers about now. Reestablishing his footing, he proceeded to ...