Battle Royale: Bring on Pain! (IC)

Malcolm KC

Malcolm laughed a dangerous throaty laugh at Jeromes threats. "You going to bust a cap in my ass Jerome. You are one funny man, I could have killed you 100 different ways by now, with my bare hands, but I haven't. I am a professional Killer, it doesn't matter who I kill first." He then let him go and faded back into the shadows to watch what this Jerome does now. He wasn't in the mood to kill someone right now, he wanted to measure out his enemy.
 
James(NKC) and Charles (KC)

James got back out from the cave. His shirt on and all the bades Cut or twon off. No epaulets or marlks of ranks. No other colors. First thin he needed to do was not draw attention. he shifted after changing, Annoyed he still couldn't find anything for his legs. But So be it. Ke knelt and got them muddy before He wiped his hands on the shorts. Slinging the bag on he began to walk. taking his time to note different formations. And places to stop or sleep. Holes in the ground he could hide in. And Leaves that could be easily knocked. Come to think of it. this was kind of like playing survival in high school. Only Much more survival based.

James kept silent as he wandered, Spotting some people, A few garishly dressed, Some scared, he was pretty sure none had seen him. Otherwise well They'd have done something he was sure. So he soldiered on.

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Charles woke up. He had wet himself and his knife was gone. Why was all this happeneing to him. His throat was very sore, and his voice hoarse. Stumbling he knew the tree was no longer safe so he barreled forward the tie around his head like some odd commando. He saw a balck man in a yellow tracksuit running the other way and a frightening looking man standing next to a woman with a pot lid. In his hoarse squeak of a voice he managed. "Someone just tried to kill me please tll me you're not crazy too."
 
"Crazy?" Ni looked ot him with a rather demonic smile. "Nooo. I'm not crazy. Here... Let me help you up." taking the lid in her other hand, she offered out the other- though it was a bit bloodied from where she had nicked herself with the sharp edge of the lid.

"Tell me, mister piss. What'd you get dropped off with? Or did miss runaway claim yours?"

Part of her wondered where her sister had taken off to.
Another part just didn't give a shit.
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"Goddammit... Oh, goddammit, Ni...," Andi sputtered, clutching the bag tight in her hands as she tried to think of what to do. Her only ally in this whole mess had just bolted on her.
She reached into the little bag, taking out the small bottle as she looked it over. She was a doctor. She couldn't actually kill someone. Even if it was with
a poison...
 
Charles

Mephistophelily said:
"Crazy?" Ni looked ot him with a rather demonic smile. "Nooo. I'm not crazy. Here... Let me help you up." taking the lid in her other hand, she offered out the other- though it was a bit bloodied from where she had nicked herself with the sharp edge of the lid.

"Tell me, mister piss. What'd you get dropped off with? Or did miss runaway claim yours?"

Part of her wondered where her sister had taken off to.
Another part just didn't give a shit.

Charles looked at the bloody hand being offered, and slowly took it. "I'm charles. I had a knife, But the crazy lady stole it. She tried to choke me to death with an headband." Charles Got up. Aware of the urine staining his pants. "But maybe you'll help me." Finally the absurdity of holding a pot lid came to him. "Why did they give you a pot lid?"
 
"Why'd they give her a headband?," Ni retorted, holding the thing out and showing him the sharpened edge to it she had caused. "I made due with it. I'd much rather have a few knives, though. Still, this works quite nicely for me..." With that, she gave a quick slash at the air, holding the handle around her fingers and letting the rest of the lid ride the back of her hand.

She grinned as he got up, nodding at his name. "Charles, huh? Joani. Most people call me Ni...." She galnced behind her, giving a frustrated groan. "And somewhere around here is my sister Andi. She's a doctor, but she sucks at it."
 
Mephistophelily said:
"Why'd they give her a headband?," Ni retorted, holding the thing out and showing him the sharpened edge to it she had caused. "I made due with it. I'd much rather have a few knives, though. Still, this works quite nicely for me..." With that, she gave a quick slash at the air, holding the handle around her fingers and letting the rest of the lid ride the back of her hand.

She grinned as he got up, nodding at his name. "Charles, huh? Joani. Most people call me Ni...." She galnced behind her, giving a frustrated groan. "And somewhere around here is my sister Andi. She's a doctor, but she sucks at it."

Charles backed away from the Dangerous looking pot lid, and looked about. "I think a head band was enough. And Doctors are really useful. whyu'd tehy want to get rid of her. I guess some people ahve to come here so they can be gotten out of society. Crazy people like that lady with her headband, But why am I here. I never did anything to hurt nobody. I'm just an office worker."

Charles Wandered a little and Sank against a tree. This day had barely begun and it was already too much for him. He looked back at Ni. "So Ni. what are we gonna do in this place. I mean how do we get off of this island?"
 
"My sister killed someone on her first internship in the ER." Ni said it with such an unconcerned voice, it seemed nothing more than a loss of a pen, not a life. "Then a few weeks ago, she went balistic on one of her classes and attacked someone with a scalpel. She's not as stable as you'd think..."

A quick grin to Charles as she played with the disc, floating it around on the back of her hand. "Verooom..." She turned around, pointing a finger at him. "Heyyy... Know what we should do? We should get you a weapon back. Your ass is dead if we don't get you something soon."

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Andi decided to be a bit braver. Clutching her bag in hand, she ran out fromt he bushes, using the map to try and find this small cave it said was nearby. She wanted to get somewhere safe... Somewhere she could collect her thoughts, somewhere she could set up a way to let these people know what she was. A student, but a doctor nonetheless.
She just hoped no one would start listening to her sister.
 
Jerome KC

Jerome relaxed a little bit inside he had been craping himself ...a pro wow , in truth he understood his place in the world he understood that locally he was a tough hard man, but gobally he was just a punk...Jerome knew this but figured he'd never deal with anyone outside the hood.

Still bravado demanded he not let that show..."Yeah just run a way y'all...you all suckers scared shitless of Jerome , Jerome grew up in a combat zone he aion't afraid of your dumb-arse's" he picked up a loose branch and flung it away " I is not afraid of you I is gonna kill you all" he yelled then ran off looking for someone who had a real weapon.
 
Eiselmann said:
Neil looked at the shed and the huddling woman now close by...he wasn't yet ready to fire not until he had something to fire at ...the gun was only as good as the amount of bullets he had...

Neil made his way closer to the woman and bite his tongue he didn't really want to kill anyone but he REALLY didn't want to die so caution was the word.

"Ah hello " his voice squeeked a little " ah I'm not going to hurt you I don't want to ...but ahh...the person in there they ah..." he really wasn't used to talking to adult women who were not ever teachers or family...and at 18 his mind was working hard trying not to see this beautiful woman as he would have at any other place and time ...

..." ...they , well I have a gun too , I don't want to hurt them but maybe you no we can convince them to let us in...we can share the shed for the night"...Neil blushed as he steeped into view of the woman..."sorry well you know what I mean"


Toni stood where she was watching the guy carefully. "Just stay there...please." she said with a haggered tone to her voice. She couldn't trust anyone, but this guy he looked trust worthy as much as any other man would. But in a situation like this no one could be trusted...could they?

His having a gun put an edge on her, but she figured if he were going to kill her she'd have been dead by now. Slumping to the ground she couldn't help the tears that assulted her as she broke down. "Why do we have to do this?" she questioned unable to understand their situation. "I don't understand..."

Another shot ranged out from the shed followed but cursing and slurs all about. It was easier to pinpoint the person, as the shots were all from the front. "I-I think she's at the door. Why dont you shot inside?" she asked not at all smart about guns or the art of war for that matter.
 
"I don't know why we have to do this , I just now that if we don't we all die and I don't want to die..." emotion hit his voice "..but I don't really want to kill either......still I'd rather be the killer than the killee.....I think " he wasn't sure if he could live with himself if he just killed someone...


But reality ruled he'd have to kill sooner or later , "We don't want to kill you , we aren't ...." BANG another shot and Neil ducked ...then in amazement heard a loud voice

"You is shooting at me I's is gonna kill you ..." a womens scream came from the shed " Oh you is a ho ...I's gonna stick my dick in your lickety clit"

Then another boom " BITCHHHHH " Jerome said and rushed forward clubbing at the woman in the shed the blood red stain on his chest grew rapidly
 
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Linda (KC),

Linda shrieked as she fought against the idiot that thought to do her harm, in more than one ways. She kicked him in the balls wrestling with her shutgun trying ot get a leg up on the idiot so she could blow his brains out. "The fuck... get off me!" she wailed.
 
Neil( not to kill)

Neil looked at the scene , the man in the yellow tracktop was obviously badly wounded but he seemed oblivious to it while the woman was struggling to maintain her weapon....there was a lot of screaming and shouting going on.

Neil walked forward Uzi in front " Stop it..." he said ..."Stop it" he yelled to no effect "STOP IT" he screamed and his finger touched the trigger a short burst left the weapon and both bodies fell the yellow tracksuit man on top of the woman.

Jerome felt the bullets hit him and wondered how that had happened , if he was gonna check out it should have been one of the boys or maybe a rival crew then his eyes closed and all was dark the last thing he felt was his head hitting a soft breast and then nothing.

Neil stood in shock his gun in hand his mouth opened he hadn't meant to didn't mean to ....he'd killed but had he kiled the scared woman as well.......he struggled to come to grips with it knowing his situation was desparate..... and wondering if that should somehow make it better
 
Toni managed to catch Neil as he fell back. The shots fired had silenced the commotion, but she wasn't sure if the two bodies were dead and couldn't be concern with that right now. She had someone in her arms who would most likely kill her at a moments notice... but he had not.

"I am Toni." she said hoping he'd hear her. "Please wake up... I'm scared." she said nuzzling the man for comforting effects.
 
Neil( not to kill)

Neil opened his eyes and saw....saw her

"Hello Toni" he forced a smile on to his face "I'm Neil" , her face so close to his , she was incredibly beautiful, he'd always liked older woman they had always been beyond him. Of course, he'd chosen his next door neightbour his best friends mum and his teacher as the objects of his affection in the past and that pretty much placed his romantic desires in the unlikely range.

Neil chilled himself for thinging between his legs when he had just taken a life, maybe two, people who didn't deserve to die at his hands and yet this was the closest he had ever been to a real life woman and it dominated his thinking.

"Did I kill them both? I won't, I mean I didn't mean to I won't hurt you the shed is protection we could share it til morning" his youthful voice betrayed an eagerness to please and an eagerness that he felt in another way.
 
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