almostinhuman | Monica, Douglas — 24/09/2021 03:02
Name: King Bitch Adrian Carver of Bullshit Mountain
Time: Day 1
Status: Closed
Adrian Carver wrote:almostinhuman | Monica, Douglas — 24/09/2021 03:02
((Adrian Carver starts here))
Along some crumbling fence in the mountains of god-know-where, Adrian practiced his marksmanship. It didn't matter that all he had to shoot was scattered bottles and other bits of trash. It didn't matter that his "gun" only fired rubber bands. It was still marksmanship, and practicing it was still something to do. Something at least resembling practical work.
The rubber bands were (mostly) resuable, at least. Made practicing this way less wasteful than when he got a real gun, eventually. They frequently failed to knock over the bottles they hit, but the sound they made meant the hits were unmistakable nonetheless. There weren't many of them, but with enough effort he'd surely improve and it'd surely be applicable to an actual firearm.
He tried not to think of what would happen if someone with a real weapon showed up. This was something, the only thing, he needed to focus on.
Samuel Vail wrote:Nigel Sullivan | Ahn Phan Phuc — 24/09/2021 03:15
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Adrian Carver wrote:almostinhuman | Monica, Douglas — 24/09/2021 03:34
Something distracted him from his futile task. The shining of a light, off some ways away, turning on and off again. Clearly not random, but also not any pattern Adrian understood.
"... the fuck?" He stared, confused.
Samuel Vail wrote:Nigel Sullivan | Ahn Phan Phuc — 24/09/2021 03:40
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Adrian Carver wrote:almostinhuman | Monica, Douglas — 24/09/2021 03:55
Was this some, like, weird threat or something? A signal to some hidden ally to attack?
The light seemed maybe just within range, tucked away in the trees. Adrian impulsively fired a withering volley of rubber bands at it.
Samuel Vail wrote:Nigel Sullivan | Ahn Phan Phuc — 24/09/2021 04:00
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Adrian Carver wrote:almostinhuman | Monica, Douglas — 24/09/2021 04:22
With his vicious attack, he flushed the weirdo out. A boy, vaguely familiar, clambered down from the trees. Probably no more a threat to Adrian than Adrian was to him.
"Hey! What the fuck was with that light show?"
Samuel Vail wrote:Nigel Sullivan | Ahn Phan Phuc — 24/09/2021 04:25
He straightened the collar of his shirt, then adjusted his glasses.
"Morse code."
It was a little frustrating that the other boy didn't understand.
Adrian Carver wrote:almostinhuman | Monica, Douglas — 24/09/2021 04:56
"Who even knows that shit anymore? Why didn't you just talk?"
He was definitely no threat, then. He was just kind of an idiot.
Samuel Vail wrote:Nigel Sullivan | Ahn Phan Phuc — 24/09/2021 05:17
He twirled his shoulder-length hair absentmindedly and glanced back up at the tree.
"Dunno. Why'd you shoot at me with your rubber bands?"
He held out the rubber band for emphasis.
Tad Livingston wrote:Undead Sweetheart | Tad, Evan — 24/09/2021 16:24
((Tad Livingston: START)
Tad had been watching the mess from a distance and he had remained silent. He didn't recognize the two boys from his school and he was safe to assume that they were both from different schools.
It would make it easier for me to kill them, right?
The 6'2 giant boy shook his head, feeling like he was going too fast to wanting to go down that route. What did he think he was thinking? He wasn't like a villain in a TV show or some shit.
He guessed he should be nice.
Gross.
He moved a bit closer towards them, but not too close.
"HEY!"
Whoops. That was too loud.
Adrian Carver wrote:almostinhuman | Monica, Douglas — 24/09/2021 18:41
That was... fair. Shooting people with a toy hot off the shelves of your local Walgreens wasn't itself a smart move.
There wasn't much time to retort anyway. Some new dude, entirely unfamiliar, loudly butted into the scene.
"Who... what do you want?"
Samuel Vail wrote:Nigel Sullivan | Ahn Phan Phuc — 24/09/2021 23:16
He stared unamusedly at the boy with the rubber bands, who seemed in some way familiar. He then turned to the new arrival and communicated.
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He hoped this time it would work.
Tad Livingston wrote:Undead Sweetheart | Tad, Evan — 24/09/2021 23:29
Tad squinted at the two boys and he twirled the screwdriver that was his weapon in his hand absentmindedly. "Well, I'm-"
The other guy with some weird thing that Tad didn't care about started to flash it in his face, making him scowl due to feeling suddenly annoyed.
"What the fuck are you doing, moron?!"
Adrian Carver wrote:almostinhuman | Monica, Douglas — 24/09/2021 23:41
Adrian whirled back on the wannabe telegraphist. Clearly he wasn't getting the hint.
"Would you stop with the Morse code!? Literally no one but you understands it!"
Samuel Vail wrote:Nigel Sullivan | Ahn Phan Phuc — 25/09/2021 00:07
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Tad Livingston wrote:Undead Sweetheart | Tad, Evan — 25/09/2021 00:16
Tad blinked a few times. His eyes were not that great anyway, so that felt like a dick move on that weird guy. He almost felt like he wanted to gut him with the screwdriver for just an annoying act.
And the boy has vanished. What the hell was all that shit about?
Tad turned his attention back to the other boy who seemed distracted. Tad moved closer without even thinking about it. What if he started shooting rubber bands at him?
Tad almost snorted at that dumb thought.
Adrian Carver wrote:almostinhuman | Monica, Douglas — 25/09/2021 00:21
One more flash of the lamp shot a dazzling array of colors into Adrian's eyes. In addition to being a weirdo, this guy was a fucking dick.
By the time Adrian could open his eyes again, the boy was well on his way down the road. Just as well. Clearly there was nothing to gain from talking to him anymore.
"Asshole" he muttered.
Tad Livingston wrote:Undead Sweetheart | Tad, Evan — 25/09/2021 00:30
Tad almost felt sorry for this poor pawn of a guy. His feet started to rush forward a bit and he didn't want the guy to turn back towards him. The distraction was just too perfect to use for a kill.
Tad's foot almost stumbled over a rock and he leapt over it elegantly.
Geez. That was fucking close. I could have died because of a shitty rock!
He then thrusted the sharp edge of the screwdriver towards the boy's back as he was right behind him now. He hoped that he wouldn't miss....
Adrian Carver wrote:almostinhuman | Monica, Douglas — 25/09/2021 00:43
So busy he was with lantern boy, Adrian near-totally forgot about the other kid who'd just shown up.
The metal instrument impaling him through the back proved a pointed reminder.
Adrian staggered forward, the weapon still stuck in him. The shock and pain of the blow seemed to paralyze him.
Tad Livingston wrote:Undead Sweetheart | Tad, Evan — 25/09/2021 00:48
He didn't miss.
But Tad felt himself freezing up and just stared in shock and bewilderment. He honestly thought that the other guy would have collapsed or something. But no. The screwdriver was just sticking out of his back.
"Shit...."
Tad needed to do something, right..?
Adrian Carver wrote:almostinhuman | Monica, Douglas — 25/09/2021 01:04
Adrian gingerly touched the weapon, still stuck inside him. He stifled a yelp of pain; even that minute nudge felt unbearable. He glared, confused and revulsed and scared and fuming, at the boy who'd done this.
Son of a bitch.
Son of a BITCH!
He grabbed screwdriver's handle, tearing it out with an agonized shriek. So armed and already fading, he gathered whatever he still had in him into charging the other boy down.
Tad Livingston wrote:Undead Sweetheart | Tad, Evan — 25/09/2021 01:12
Tad felt his eyes widen as the boy had taken the screwdriver out himself and he felt himself stepping backwards a couple of steps, feeling a sudden rise of panic surging up inside of him. He had really messed up his first kill so badly and-
Oh crap!
The boy was lunging right at him and he quickly dodged to the side, doing a side roll to save himself from getting stabbed with his own weapon. He groaned slightly as he had landed a bit awkwardly, but he raised up to his feet quickly and he glanced to look back at Adrian.
Adrian Carver wrote:almostinhuman | Monica, Douglas — 25/09/2021 01:25
The charge was not nearly the defiant last gasp Adrian had hoped. The boy dodged the strike, and Adrian was left to trip over a rock and crash to the ground. The screwdriver clattered away along the ground, out of his reach. He lay there, in agony, the furious energy from moments before snuffed out like a candle.
Tad Livingston wrote:Undead Sweetheart | Tad, Evan — 25/09/2021 01:39
Tad noticed that the rock had screwed the guy over instead of him and he guessed that in a way that he should be thankful for it. He could only watch the boy withering in pain for a few seconds before he knew what he had to do next.
"I guess in a way.... That asshole helped me out. Taking you all out.... I need to be smarter about it, huh?"
He chuckled as he picked up the screwdriver and he averted his eyes away from the sight of the boy's blood coating it. He let out a breath that he didn't realize he was holding.
He approached the fallen boy, standing in front of him and he just stared down at him with a slight look of disbelief.
Adrian Carver wrote:almostinhuman | Monica, Douglas — 25/09/2021 01:46
He glared pitifully up. It was about all he had left in him.
Tad Livingston wrote:Undead Sweetheart | Tad, Evan — 25/09/2021 02:03
"Aww, don't be like that. Well, it's fine. Taking you out will get me closer to victory." He commented simply with a shrug of his shoulders.
He then crouched down in front of Adrian and he then got the screwdriver ready, making sure to let out a steady breath. He was a bit squirmy about eye trauma so he wasn't going to do that.
Then he plunged the tip towards the side of Adrian's temple.
Adrian Carver wrote:almostinhuman | Monica, Douglas — 25/09/2021 02:08
((Adrian Carver deceased))
Tad Livingston wrote:Undead Sweetheart | Tad, Evan — 25/09/2021 02:22
Tad felt like he was gonna throw up for a brief moment and he forced himself to keep his stomach contents under control. The screwdriver was making a squishy noise as he pulling it back out with a struggle and he let out a small whiny sound from deep in his throat.
First kill.... Not.... bad-ish...?
Tad needed to get out of there in case someone else would come in the area and see him in the aftermath of just plain murdering someone that he didn't know. He wiped the blood onto Adrian's clothing, made sure to pick up the boy's bag and the rubber band gun (to use it as a distraction at some point) and then he booked it after staring at Adrian's body one last time.
((Tad Livingston continued What You Are In The Dark))