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The One Who Forgot
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(Hey Oz, maybe we should continue this RP tomorrow. I don't want to go any farther without Lani. )
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matsumoto_akira wrote:

(Hey Oz, maybe we should continue this RP tomorrow. I don't want to go any farther without Lani. )


(That's fine just quote me and if I don't respond wait for me please :D)
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(note to self: I reply next xDDDDD okay! see you tomorrow Oz!! )
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matsumoto_akira wrote:

(note to self: I reply next xDDDDD okay! see you tomorrow Oz!! )

(And then me after that.. Lol see you tomorrow)
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Bruce walked into the strange city greeted by only shadows and the metallic smell of blood, his experience with blood spatter helped him tell the story of a murder just by looking and the blood. there was quite a bit of blood.....5 victims and 3 murderers about 5 feet 11 inches tall they were using dull,curved blades to slice these poor souls to pieces.

bruce followed his instinct and trailed the blood to a what seems to be an abandoned building, he sneaks up to the door and twists the knob, slowly opening the door reviling a long hallway with blood...everywhere. "dear god!" he ties a piece of cloth from his coat around his nose to cover the stench of moldering flesh. he puts the M14 tactical at his mark and walked down the hall, while he was slowly going deeper in the house he heard munching and ripping with splatting noises.

"fuck...cannibals..." he whispered to himself sick bastards he kicked the door open to were he thought to sounds were coming from and searched it but nothing but chewed up bodies. he listed for the cannibals but the house was silent.
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Cold

That was his first thought as he awoken in the dank room. He examined the ceiling. Water had made a hole for itself to drip incessantly. A smell of mold and rust filled Revan's nose. I picked a helluva place to sleep now, haven't I? An attempt to recall the events of the previous day, month, or year yielded him nothing but a blistering headache. He rose. A quick look around told him that this was no ordinary room. Mold, or dried blood, clung to the walls. The squealing of rodents, alert to the consciousness of the man on the bed, irritated Revan. Damn creatures. Should step on them. The table looked as though someone without any hands had thrown it together out of plywood and scrap metal. On the "table" was a black, woolen pea coat and a switchblade with a 7 inch long blade. The knife's handle was carved with a rose vine, ending in a hummingbird. Lovely knife. Guess it's mine now. He gathered what few things he had, and opened the door to the room. What he originally thought was a hotel seemed more like an abandoned office building. The walls shared the same coating of the reddish-brown material present in the previous room. As he walked down the hall, he emerged into what was once an area where workers would slave away for hours in their designated cubicle. He looked out the window. Darkness, save for the moonlight that struggled to get through the layer of clouds, covered the city like some kind of fog. As he was getting his feel for the area, a noise that sounded like footsteps alerted Revan. Instinctively, he dove behind a cubicle wall, and drew the knife into its open position. What ever it was, it was moving. Fast. He resolved himself to take the life of whatever was going his direction, as it only felt natural. Three. Two. One. He sprung from the cubicle and landed in a combat stance, prepared to open the veins of who, or whatever had come his way
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He'd remembered the girl vividly. Her name was Sarah, and as far as he knew, she was gorgeous. She resided behind one of the run down buildings, he'd think back to the fateful meeting. She had gotten lost, asking one of the men for help. Turns out, Lax knew this men and knew his only goal was to add her to his collection of pretty dead things. From the rooftop, he'd watched the massacre like it was a parade. Sarah lay there as gorgeous as ever, with a sword embedded in her stomach. "Oh, Sarah~" Lax whistled, returning to see her once again. It was raining, yet Sarah's hair was still silky and smooth. What shampoo had she used? He wondered. He began hopping around her corpse, singing in the rain like a child, "Sarah, Sarah, Sarah~"

He stopped after a while when he noticed how wide her mouth had been open, and her eyes forever death stricken, staring up into the sky. "Sarah, your lips are really cracked." He leaned down and touched her lips with his thumb, pretending to rub lip stick across her mouth. He began humming again.


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As Ancell struggled to find cover from the falling rain drops that hit him non stop, he grumbled to himself more worried about his hair becoming frizzy. so frizzy to the point he looked like a clown. he hated that look on himself more then anything. as he kept running, he stopped in his tracks seeing some red from the rain going toward his feet. the red mixed with dark mud. the air had a foul stench and Ancell bit his lip with concern. he slowly backed away as his bright green eyes shift forward, slowly with each second building a sense of great worry.

"That better be some chick's period...." Ancell grumbles to himself as he saw the male, Lax singing and walking around a corpse as if he were happy about such horrific sight. Ancell felt as if his heart stopped for a moment as hid behind what was the closest thing to him, a building. the water from a rooftop at this point got Ancell's hair soaked but that was the least of his concerns now.
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Oz was behind ancell along with ash "what's going on-" oz quickly covered her mouth so she made no sound not trying or wanting to get the crazy mans attention "we should go..." Oz said as she started trying to pull ancell from the scene "we can't fight him" oz stepped on a piece of glass and cringed as she felt her foot step and shatter the glass piece making the loudest sound possible "damn it"
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Out of boredom Lax began plucking the deceased woman's eyelashes, blowing them into the air and making a wish. I wish...this women wasn't dead. He sighed. So I can cut her open and drink her blood while she's still alive. And then kill her again. He sat there cross-legged, sighing again. He didn't have to turn around and confirm there were people around him, at least maybe two. The loud sounds they were making seemed like they wanted an invitation to the party. "Are you guys hungry?" He asked loud enough for them to hear.
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When Lax asked that question, Ancell grabbed Oz and covered her mouth not wanting her to say a thing. Ancell fell silent hoping that somehow both him and Oz would just become invisible. he slolwy remained in his hiding place with Oz as he looked around for a place to hide that wasn't as lame as the current one they were in. Ancell held his breath and remained as quiet as possible looking to Oz to see if she had any idea on what to do. at this point, there really was no running away. unless there was a sudden streak of luck and made away safely.... that was highly unlikely. all Ancell could do at this point was trying to figure out what to do now.
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What had been coming towards Revan was nothing but a sickly looking dog. Poor thing. He sighed. Possibly out of relief. He once again looked out into the city. Down on the ground, he witnessed a most peculiar sight. A man, dancing around and picking at the corpse of a woman. Several meters away, a few people seemed to have caught the man's attention. This seems fairly interesting. Revan decided to watch from the abandoned building, and determine whether or not to get involved
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Oz was scared for the first time since being here she was really scared but It might have been something from her past that caused her not to shake, to take a strong lead. Oz said nothing thoughts filled her mind "would they run, hide confront him?" She knew she wasn't good with confertation. She still had no idea what to do. Oz shoke her head when she saw ancell look over at her.
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Lax placed his fist against his cheek, still sitting in the same position and looking down at Sarah. "Is it such a strange question? We're stranded here after all, with no recollection of our true selves. You guys must be hungry, come over here," He demanded with a slight hint of impatience in his voice. After a few seconds, Lax pulled out his chakram and sliced both of the corpse's arms off, holding her hand in his and waving it in the air. He was that bored.

(I creep myself out after each reply I swear x.x
XD)
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Ancell saw that and made a slight face, trying not to gag or anything. that was just really gross and he wanted to get away now as he sighed. while sighing, he whispered something under his breath just so he could hear...

"Nasty piece of shit...." he whispered as he held his breath again. he let go of Oz just incase she needed to get away. he didn't want her to get killed so he pulled her behind him. even though he couldn't defend himself, he wanted to be the good guy here and sacrifice his precious existence for someone else. to be honest though, he didn't want to die. not now or ever. his memories can stay gone for good since they really didn't matter to him. he sighs again and hoped that the crazed man by the corpses would just leave them alone.

(oh man xDD)
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