Jason looked at the picture in his hands. A distinct visage returned his gaze. An old dude with gray or white hair- fuckin couldn't tell the damn thing was in black and white. Jason didn't know nor care who the man in the picture was, other than the fact Jason hated him with every fiber of his being, he was representative of everything wrong with his life right now. He gripped the picture harshly and tore it in half, then another and another and let slip the pieces, watching as they fell ever so slowly to the ground.
Jason grabbed his crutches that lines along the wall and started to walk away, hands clutching to his crutches tightly. He had nothing aside from his bag and crutches. Defenseless, a soon to be victim for some fucked up asshole looking to take his rage at the system at him. He knew how this worked, you always got those types of people. And that was always enough for people to go along with this.
Fuck that, fuck the system, fuck the players, fuck all of them. Jason Rosser was gonna live! He just had to find his buddies, he had heard their names after his, seen them on the bus. They had to be around.
Suddenly, Jason fell forward. Lost in thought. he hadn't taken notice of the fuck off dead guy on the floor. As Jason turned and scooted away from the body, his eyes wide as can be.
"Holy shit!"
Someone was already dead. This fuckin early. He really needed to get something, anything, now.
Rio Bravo
Phase 1 (0-12 Hours)
(Adopted from Espional)
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F04: Ingrid White, START
...she was here, and she was alone.
Her mind was still clouded. It had been since waking up. She'd found herself in a small room in some building. She shakily got to her feet, before her head throbbed and she clutched at her temples. Tears eked from her eyes as she tried to clear the spots from her vision.
She didn't even know what to do. She didn't even know what her plan was. Less than twelve hours ago, Ingrid had been sure that she'd graduate with no problems, and get into a good school, and then...
All the possibilities she had in her head were gone now. Replaced with a weary confusion. She looked around. She found her bag, with a crowbar leaning against it. She blinked, before slowly moving over and picking up her assigned items.
The crowbar felt foreign in her hand. She couldn't remember if she'd ever held a crowbar before, but it felt.. alien. Like it was a weird object from a meteor, or something.
Her train of thought was interrupted by a clattering in a nearby room. She yelped, before quickly covering her mouth. There was somewhere in the other room. In the room next to hers. And of course, there was only one door out of this one.
She slowly crept toward the door, the crowbar gripped tightly in her hand, opened the door a smidge, and peeked out.
...she was here, and she was alone.
Her mind was still clouded. It had been since waking up. She'd found herself in a small room in some building. She shakily got to her feet, before her head throbbed and she clutched at her temples. Tears eked from her eyes as she tried to clear the spots from her vision.
She didn't even know what to do. She didn't even know what her plan was. Less than twelve hours ago, Ingrid had been sure that she'd graduate with no problems, and get into a good school, and then...
All the possibilities she had in her head were gone now. Replaced with a weary confusion. She looked around. She found her bag, with a crowbar leaning against it. She blinked, before slowly moving over and picking up her assigned items.
The crowbar felt foreign in her hand. She couldn't remember if she'd ever held a crowbar before, but it felt.. alien. Like it was a weird object from a meteor, or something.
Her train of thought was interrupted by a clattering in a nearby room. She yelped, before quickly covering her mouth. There was somewhere in the other room. In the room next to hers. And of course, there was only one door out of this one.
She slowly crept toward the door, the crowbar gripped tightly in her hand, opened the door a smidge, and peeked out.
Jason hoisted himself upwards with his crutches and stood there, staring at the dead boy. He'd seen him in the halls with friends, he'd seen him on the field playing baseball and now he was dead. Stabbed and shot, face twisted in agony. Jason stepped away from the corpse, looking at the ceiling, at the windows, at the works hanging on the proclaiming the American way and the door slightly ajar. His eyes glazed over all of these. He couldn't focus on the elephant in the room, even if it was going to start to smell and rot.
His eyes pulled back for a bit at the door. There was something about it. Could whoever did this still be here? Suddenly a cold feeling erupted in Jason as these thoughts made their way in. They had a gun and a knife and everything fuckin else this guy had on him. And as shown by the corpse on the floor, was not hesitant in using them.
Jason shoved a table over and dropped down for cover with a bang.
His eyes pulled back for a bit at the door. There was something about it. Could whoever did this still be here? Suddenly a cold feeling erupted in Jason as these thoughts made their way in. They had a gun and a knife and everything fuckin else this guy had on him. And as shown by the corpse on the floor, was not hesitant in using them.
Jason shoved a table over and dropped down for cover with a bang.
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As Ingrid looked through the gap in the door, she managed to get a good look into the room, and more specifically, the contents of it.
There was a dead body. Ingrid felt sick. She'd barely been awake for like half an hour, and she was already seeing a dead body.
There was someone else there, too. He was looking straight at her. Did he... did he do that? Was he the one who killed the other guy? She scanned the boy up and down. He was on crutches. Could he really have done something like that?
Suddenly, he moved, flipping a table over with a loud bang.
Ingrid couldn't stop herself from shrieking this time. She flailed backward, inadvertantly kicking open the door, and shuffled away from the doorway.
This was it. This was how Ingrid White died.
There was a dead body. Ingrid felt sick. She'd barely been awake for like half an hour, and she was already seeing a dead body.
There was someone else there, too. He was looking straight at her. Did he... did he do that? Was he the one who killed the other guy? She scanned the boy up and down. He was on crutches. Could he really have done something like that?
Suddenly, he moved, flipping a table over with a loud bang.
Ingrid couldn't stop herself from shrieking this time. She flailed backward, inadvertantly kicking open the door, and shuffled away from the doorway.
This was it. This was how Ingrid White died.
He heard the slam of the door and the sound of someone hitting the floor, all the while a scream filled the air. A feminine one at that. Jason saw his chance. He forced himself upwards and hobbled his way over to the door with one crutch, his other hand dragging the table. A loud scraping sound echoed through the room as he made his way to the room.
When he looked inside, it was about what he expected..
He saw a girl on the floor trying her best to get away from the door, from him. She was clutching something.
Apparantly Jason's the fuckin boogeyman. Eh, works for him. He stepped inside with the table stuck on the door. Both hands holding the crutch.
"Alright, out with it. What you got?"
When he looked inside, it was about what he expected..
He saw a girl on the floor trying her best to get away from the door, from him. She was clutching something.
Apparantly Jason's the fuckin boogeyman. Eh, works for him. He stepped inside with the table stuck on the door. Both hands holding the crutch.
"Alright, out with it. What you got?"
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Ingrid was up against the wall, by this point, looking wide-eyed at the boy as he hobbled towrd the door. Toward her.
He dragged the table along to floor and it smacked against the door frame, cutting off her only chance of escape. This was it.
The boy said something. Ingrid didn't really hear what he'd said, only replying with soft whimper.
Her eyes frantically looked for something in the room to escape, her hands tightening around the...
Ingrid, in her panic, had forgotten that she was holding the crowbar. She slowly stood up, using the wall as a support, and held the crowbar forward.
"Stay back..." she said, trying to hide the quivering of her voice. She couldn't show him that she was afraid. She couldn't be aneasy target. "Don't... Don't come any closer."
He dragged the table along to floor and it smacked against the door frame, cutting off her only chance of escape. This was it.
The boy said something. Ingrid didn't really hear what he'd said, only replying with soft whimper.
Her eyes frantically looked for something in the room to escape, her hands tightening around the...
Ingrid, in her panic, had forgotten that she was holding the crowbar. She slowly stood up, using the wall as a support, and held the crowbar forward.
"Stay back..." she said, trying to hide the quivering of her voice. She couldn't show him that she was afraid. She couldn't be aneasy target. "Don't... Don't come any closer."
She was up on her feet now, back to the wall pointing at him. For a second Jason thought he'd made a terrible mistake, that she would shoot his ass and he'd die to a girl who looked about as threatening as that fuckin deer from Disney.
That fear passed as he saw what she had, just a crowbar. Pointing at him like it was a wand that would make him go away. Nah ah, no dice.
Now, Jason wasn't some fuckin ninja warrior or some shit like that, hell he was in a cast for christ sake, but the girl looked like she was one step away from a heart attack just from him showing up. He took a step forward, both hands still on the crutch.
"That really all you got girl? Just that?"
That fear passed as he saw what she had, just a crowbar. Pointing at him like it was a wand that would make him go away. Nah ah, no dice.
Now, Jason wasn't some fuckin ninja warrior or some shit like that, hell he was in a cast for christ sake, but the girl looked like she was one step away from a heart attack just from him showing up. He took a step forward, both hands still on the crutch.
"That really all you got girl? Just that?"
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But no, he took a step forward instead. And just as quickly, Ingrid backed up.
He asked her something. What? She lowered her weapon, but only slightly.
"I... don't have anything else," she stated bluntly. "I have nothing good for you to take."
Maybe that would make him leave her alone. If not... she looked down to his leg.
She would... she could do that much, right? Just enough to get away.
He asked her something. What? She lowered her weapon, but only slightly.
"I... don't have anything else," she stated bluntly. "I have nothing good for you to take."
Maybe that would make him leave her alone. If not... she looked down to his leg.
She would... she could do that much, right? Just enough to get away.
Jason stared at this girl like she had grown a second head. Did she really think he was stupid or something, nothing worth to take? She just had everything in the bag that he had and y'know doubling that was the smartest thing right now.
Oh and getting an actual weapon would be nice too. Fucking picture bullshit...
"Oh, that's a lie and you know it girl. That bag there has got shit in it I need and I'm leaving with it."
He edged closer and closer to her. Her back was pressed against the wall, she had no way out. He flashed a smile at her.
"You were peeking through that door. You saw that outside right? People are already killing left and right, and I sure as hell ain't going to end up like that so hand it over.
Oh and getting an actual weapon would be nice too. Fucking picture bullshit...
"Oh, that's a lie and you know it girl. That bag there has got shit in it I need and I'm leaving with it."
He edged closer and closer to her. Her back was pressed against the wall, she had no way out. He flashed a smile at her.
"You were peeking through that door. You saw that outside right? People are already killing left and right, and I sure as hell ain't going to end up like that so hand it over.
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He didn't leave her alone. He was getting closer.
With a cry of desperation, she swung the crowbar as hard as she could into his cast.
With a cry of desperation, she swung the crowbar as hard as she could into his cast.
Jason had the girl dead to rights. Frightened and cornered, like a cat to a mouse. By all means he should have had it. There was just one thing.
He forgot his glaring weakness.
The girl flew forward and hit his left leg. He felt it like a spasm through his body, Sort of like when you stub yor toe except it's all over your leg and by the end of it you wanna beat somebody. He fell backwards with a cursescream, his right hand was still on the crutch. Clinging onto it like a safety blanket. He unwieldly swung it where he lay.
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"
He forgot his glaring weakness.
The girl flew forward and hit his left leg. He felt it like a spasm through his body, Sort of like when you stub yor toe except it's all over your leg and by the end of it you wanna beat somebody. He fell backwards with a cursescream, his right hand was still on the crutch. Clinging onto it like a safety blanket. He unwieldly swung it where he lay.
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"
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Ingrid watched as the crowbar connected with the boy's cast, sending him sprawling to the ground. This was her chance. She leapt forward, making a beeline for the door. She just had to clear the upended table, and then...
Her thoughts were interrupted as immense pain erupted from her knee. She dropped to the floor, grabbing at her knees as she looked over to see what happened.
He'd managed to tag her with the crutch in his wild flailing. Ingrid couldn't afford to stay any longer though, so she quickly stood-
More pain from her knee. She fell to the floor again, scrambling backward toward the door, trying to push the table away from the doorway even as her knee throbbed.
Her thoughts were interrupted as immense pain erupted from her knee. She dropped to the floor, grabbing at her knees as she looked over to see what happened.
He'd managed to tag her with the crutch in his wild flailing. Ingrid couldn't afford to stay any longer though, so she quickly stood-
More pain from her knee. She fell to the floor again, scrambling backward toward the door, trying to push the table away from the doorway even as her knee throbbed.
He could see her trying to get out. Sprinting towards the door like her life depended on it. Like hell he was gonna allow that. As she ran towards the door, Jason flailed the crutch in her direction, he clipped the bitch in the knee and she went down. She tried getting up, but he hit her again.
Look at that, randomass flailing works like a charm.
"The hell you think you're going bitch?!" He dragged himself along the floor after her, pain throbbing in his leg.
Look at that, randomass flailing works like a charm.
"The hell you think you're going bitch?!" He dragged himself along the floor after her, pain throbbing in his leg.
(Brittany Chesterton Continued from I'm Too Sexy)
Brittany Chesterton could hear sounds of a scuffle inside the Customs Office, so she decided to head on in and check it out. If she helped out one of the scufflers, she could gain herself a valuable ally.
When she entered the room, she found the cute girl she had met in the library being assaulted by a crippled menace. She had to help her, and fast.
"Take this!" She yelled as she pulled out Marion's flashlight and threw it at Jason, before rushing to Ingrid's aid. It wasn't like she needed two flashlights anyway.
"Are you all right?" She asked Ingrid as she helped her up and pulled her towards the door, whilst managing to stay far enough back to avoid Jason's crutches.
Brittany Chesterton could hear sounds of a scuffle inside the Customs Office, so she decided to head on in and check it out. If she helped out one of the scufflers, she could gain herself a valuable ally.
When she entered the room, she found the cute girl she had met in the library being assaulted by a crippled menace. She had to help her, and fast.
"Take this!" She yelled as she pulled out Marion's flashlight and threw it at Jason, before rushing to Ingrid's aid. It wasn't like she needed two flashlights anyway.
"Are you all right?" She asked Ingrid as she helped her up and pulled her towards the door, whilst managing to stay far enough back to avoid Jason's crutches.
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Suddenly, something whipped past Ingrid's head, and suddenly someone else was here, and she was being pulled toward the door again.
Ingrid pulled back and looked up at the person who had come to her aid. It was that girl from the library, the one who wouldn't stop staring at her. She felt like she was losing control of what was happening in the situation, so she just shut up and let it all happen.
She looked back at the boy on the ground. She was scared of him, so she didn't object at all to see the object that the girl threw sailing toward him.
Ingrid pulled back and looked up at the person who had come to her aid. It was that girl from the library, the one who wouldn't stop staring at her. She felt like she was losing control of what was happening in the situation, so she just shut up and let it all happen.
She looked back at the boy on the ground. She was scared of him, so she didn't object at all to see the object that the girl threw sailing toward him.