OOC((might as well get on with it, sorry everyone)) FROM HERE ON OUT, content warning NC-17 Cody grabbed the girls blazer and ripped it open quickly. He struggled a bit with the tee shirt underneath, but soon her young breasts were exposed. He pressed down on her shoulders and began kissing her face...

Cody dropped the waterbottle and placed his hand over her throat. "Cool it princess" he hissed, accenting his words with a squeeze. He placed his hand on her forehead and forced her head back, exposing her neck. He then brought his mouth down on it, kissing it hard. He trailed the kisses u...

Cody whistled cheerily as he worked. He had found a suitable clearing, and had placed the little girl right in the middle. He used his scarf to secure her hands behind her back, and then stepped away from her. He looked her over, taking in her fragile features. She was actually quite pritty, laying ...

Cody tightened his grip over the much smaller girl's mouth, straining with the pressure. He saw her feeble attempts to access her pocket and he immediatly grabbed that wrist with his free hand and drew it up her back. Her hands began feebly striking him, but there was not enough leverage to cause mu...

Madelaine, in her state of remorse and pensiveness, did not notice until the last second the dirty, bloody hand that wrapped itself over her mouth. "Hey bitch, remember me?" * * * ((ROOOAAARRRING from: Drifting... )) Cody found that riding was more meditative than he had first anticipated....

OOC: this is a post that I think needs to be here. Cody would be upset to know that he could have accomplished all his goals at once if he would have stopped here. :D Roooaaarrrring from The Warehouse (( Starting Place for B#54 )), by way of the woods along the river. Cody let the announcement cycle...

Marcus' heaving back was sweating as the last of the nutrients still in his body exited through his mouth. When he was done vomiting, he sat down, exausted, nodding a 'Thank You' at Adam in the process. He looked over the group, all of them seemed weary, as if they had just finished running a marath...

Standing behind everyone, Marcus had been silently retreating from the group since Nanami died. Its my fault. I could have stopped it, if I would have acted faster, I could have... He looked at Nanamis corpse again, bloodied and still holding the pistol in her hand. His face grew an ashy pale color,...

Marcus knew that he had been indecisive and passive for too long. It was time to act. He looked over to Adam and gave him a nearly unnoticable jerk of the head, and then began moving quietly around the side of Nanami. If we can surround her, she can't possibly keep an eye on all of us and still worr...

((had to post again after that^^)) Something like a hurt groan escaped Marcus' mouth as he heard the shot echo loudly in the air. Without regard to his own saftey or his wounds, he began sprinting as fast as he could towards the source of the shot, not believing, not wanting to believe what he knew ...

Marcus rubbed his head, trying to sort his chaotic thoughts into some kind of order. The first thing he thought of was the corpse that was lying on the ground, largely ignored by a majority of the group. It was Blaine Eno, the boy that he had wanted to kill before. I wonder if In-between now and the...

Marcus had an Idea. It was his first idea in a while, and it was the first that seemed to be able to benefit the group. He began furiously writing on his piece of paper. What if..when those super bad guys come...what if we ambush them? I dont mean we as in the whole group though, I mean we as in the...

Marcus stood/leaned/teetered with his mouth hanging open, listening to Adam's drug induced rant. It was actually quite hilarious, partly because Marcus agreed with most of it, and partly because Adam was completly blown out. Seriously though, what good is crying going to do in this situation besides...

"D-d-d-dont be S-s-s-stupid D-d-d-dave" Marcus said, painfully drawing himself to his feet with the help of several people. He looked at the new arrival and noticed she was wearing the same uniform as Madelaine. Somehow they got two from the same school, but a different school than the mai...

Marcus' skin started turning a sickly light brown color when the girls began blotting his back. It hurt extremely bad, seing as the rags were removing not only dirt and grime, but much of the damaged tissue and skin that seemed to hang in ribbons off his back. He had not been able too see what it lo...