Liam, whilst startled only briefly when his bum made contact with the ground, had quickly gone on high alert. Bullets were flying, Clive was dodging. And god damn... many just stole Clive's gun. Well, fine, he'd give the illusion of victory for a moment. Let him get all into the gun-holding. Liam sm...

((I just thought I'd put my two cents in, while we're all figuring out where to go next through all of this, but even if it's dark and rainy, a person will still be able to see a figure if it's right next to them. Camping in Oregon where it rains all the time, and dark, and muddy, and absolutely lam...

"Sweet monkey potatoes!" Liam exclaimed, throwing up his hands in a near submissive manner, his accent quite a bit thicker than usual. "What happened to the warnings?" He made a mock pout but made no effort to stop Clive from the biting. He just kinda stood there and let it happe...

Again, Liam let that maniacal laughter loose as the gun pressed into his jaw. What was it with Clive bringing out the psycho in Liam? Usually, Liam was the quiet one, never bringing attention to himself, or letting his control on the crazy slip. He supposed madness called to madness, or something of...

Liam took a moment to ponder those words, with a self-satisfied smirk upon his lips all the while. "I knew there was a reason for all those locker room incidents," Liam said through a laugh. It did make sense now. Liam would have scared off anyone else by now, for one. And it would give re...

Liam stumbled back quite a few steps from the punch. "Bloody hell!" he snapped, rubbing his jaw and glaring murderously at Clive. "Didn't your mum ever tell you not to hit the psychotics? No? Really? Well, she should have WARNED you." That was best he would get in way of a warnin...

Liam had been tempted to yell a 'take this for warning!' and then do a running tackle, but Clive had gotten to him first. Bloody genius. He was beginning to hate him a little... okay, maybe not. But still! Liam toppled to the ground, gritting his teeth against making any surprised noise. He laid the...

Liam had the sudden urge to laugh maniacally. He was just so ecstatic at being handed the stapler. Oh, there was no doubt a catch at some point, but he did not care. He had a stapler, AND a garroting wire. Ah, screw it. He'd laugh anyway. A long, and raspy laugh that would send chills down any sane ...

Liam raised an eyebrow in a look that clearly said Clive was crazy as well. "Stapler?" he drawled, going from petulant child to taunting maniac in an instant. "Ah, but that's such a creative weapon. I could find many uses for that." Not that he couldn't find uses for his own. He ...

Liam did not trust Clive as far as he could throw him. And of all their encounters, that hadn't been very far. So the pat on the shoulder, as well as the smile, did nothing to appease his current mood. In fact, it only made him more paranoid. Shrugging the hand off, he held his ground, tensed. "...

((First topic for Liam. Xaldien gave me permission for his char's entrance.)) Liam was angry. Of course, a boy like Liam was always an angry fellow, but now he was raging more than ever. He hated the rain. He hated storms. And he most definitely hated being stuck in one, searching for a dry place to...

Eris raised an eyebrow at the kid who came, had his spiel and then left quite quickly. "I think.... that before this is all over I might become a drunk myself," she said slowly. "Because... wow. Just wow." Sighing, she pinched the bridge of her nose in complete and utter irritati...

"Eris Marquis," she said lightly... well, as lightly as she could say for someone so uptight. "I'm pretty much a background player at the school. Don't like to involve myself in most teenage activities." She shrugged a shoulder with an air of indifference. She gave no pretense of...

Eris had spent much time wandering away from the other students, trying to find a good, nice place for a lookout... and just get away from all the headache-inducers. She was about ready to just start killing people off just to get them to stop whining and griping and being so damned loud all of the ...

Benni had come across the bodies earlier, but other than a mild urge to lose the contents of her stomach, she'd passed on. Survival had been a bigger issue for her, as well as sleep. "Obviously," she said slowly, watching him with wary eyes. Never could be too careful. "I've been the ...