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Post by redhavoc on Sept 11, 2011 19:13:17 GMT -5
*The room has gone silent and I am confused by their sudden coordination. Sarah has stopped our game and I silently put down my bowling ball. As soon as they heard the news they were all in mourning. Why, for one person they are not even with? I don't think I'd ever seen a BLI employee mourned as much as this and a thought hits me for the first time. Would anyone mourn for me? What was the point, anyway*
*I resolve to at least mourn for Max, if I ever knew he died*
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Post by Poison Shot on Sept 11, 2011 19:29:47 GMT -5
*hears the radio again, its Stellar giving a funeral Song, but wait... there are two names, his eyes widen and he drops his drink, it falls and crashes on the floor, shattering*
Bunny.... DAMMIT! NO!
*he slams his fist on the table, his eyes are watery, he wipes them with his sleeve and regains his composure*
You were a great friend, Ally and Killjoy. I hope you died in a bang and taking someone with you... and knowing you, you probably did.
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Post by Sylvia Main on Sept 11, 2011 19:48:19 GMT -5
*I hear the new report and like Poison, my glass slips from my fingers. But this time no one catches it. IT shatters on the floor, sending shards everywhere. I'm wide eyed and frozen, hand hanging in the air, clutching the invisible cup. I'm staring at the radio in shock. I stop breathing, completely horrified.
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Post by NotACoolKid on Sept 11, 2011 19:51:29 GMT -5
*Nack looks from Poison to Retro, uncertain of what exactly just happened. Two people dead? It seems like a nightmare. And Poison and Retro aren't handling it well. Nack bites her lip and stares at the floor, trying her best not to intrude on the moment.*
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Post by Poison Shot on Sept 11, 2011 20:01:41 GMT -5
*my eyes slowly turn from sad to angry and i think to myself... this supply run, is about to get BLOODY*
Someone will pay.
*sarah looks a little worried, and gives him a hug, poison stumbles a little at it but embraces her and calms down a bit*
What do we do now..?
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Post by redhavoc on Sept 11, 2011 20:05:05 GMT -5
*The breaking glass kicks in my training and I back into a corner as Sarah goes to comfort her brother. Poison looks angry and I'm not entirely sure how killjoys mourn. At least Nack just looks concerned...*
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Post by NotACoolKid on Sept 11, 2011 20:25:04 GMT -5
*Nack looks from one face to another, finally landing to study Poison's anger. He sheepishly responds.* Um...I'm sorry about your friends. I really am. But...uh...if we just go killing at random, doesn't that...doesn't that make us just as bad as them? *Nack looks at the ground to avoid the possibility of an angered gaze*
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Post by Sylvia Main on Sept 11, 2011 20:25:38 GMT -5
*My knees feel weak and they collapse on me. Some shards of glass dig into my knees but I can't feel it. I'm so numb. My mind is completely blank. The only feeling I have is the ache of my broken rib and my black eye.* I-I never.... never....
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Post by Poison Shot on Sept 11, 2011 20:52:12 GMT -5
*looks at nack, trying to keep his composure*
who's to say we aren't already.
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Post by NotACoolKid on Sept 11, 2011 20:54:44 GMT -5
*Still avoiding Poison's gaze* I mean...you guys are nice. You let me come with you. You took care of me. And...and that means you're not heartless. So...so then...*looks up at him* So then you're not like them. Because you don't just kill. You mourn and you help and you care and you love. And you cry. So you're not like them.
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Post by Poison Shot on Sept 11, 2011 21:04:19 GMT -5
We're the enemy, its plain and simple. We kill them. We try to keep it to stun, but its not easy when they keep coming back. Its because we care that they're still alive coming back over and over again.
*looks at retro*
Are you ok?
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Post by Sylvia Main on Sept 11, 2011 21:10:31 GMT -5
*I shake my head slightly.* No. She can't be dead.... Sh-She just can't. *I start to hyperventilate, tears welling up in my eyes.* I didn't get to apologize.
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Post by NotACoolKid on Sept 11, 2011 21:18:05 GMT -5
*Nack realizes her mistake and withdraws, stepping back and looking back at the floor. Maybe it would have been better if she had never found that radio in the first place...*
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Post by Poison Shot on Sept 11, 2011 21:28:58 GMT -5
Sorry to scare you a bit nack... its hard to understand... People like me and retro, we'll get emotional over this, but also... we've been to the other side. Both Bli and Death. we can see the disadvantages, the advantages, the enemies, the allies, and they all start to merge. Almost like they're the same thing... *regains some of his composure, remembering where he is and who he's with*
We're not going to kill everyone, or anyone if we can help it. But we will, WE WILL SEND A MESSAGE TO THOSE BASTARDS!
You don't mess with a killjoy.
*poisons eyes show a spark, he's ready for battle and ready for anything that comes his way*
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Post by Sylvia Main on Sept 11, 2011 21:36:00 GMT -5
Oh we will. Trust me. *I try to regain my composure as well.* Bunny was my... friend. I'm not going to let her death be ignored.
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Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
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