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Post by Foster Faith on Dec 17, 2010 22:50:55 GMT -5
Foster sat pushed against a a seat his sword rubbing against his back. He had his eyes closed as he spoke with Death. "Why do you toy with the victims?" asked Death in which Foster answered. "Because it's fun to watch them fight for their lifes. Really Death you need to learn to enjoy the art of the kill." at this Death didn't speak instead it went back to the little corner of Foster's mind it lived in. Foster opened his eyes, "I think level three should be played here." he muttered
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Post by Hana Chizuko on Dec 17, 2010 23:02:49 GMT -5
Hana was skipping along around the arena, her bag of her three wooden puppets tucked safely on her. She pulled out her mother doll, looking at her for a second or two. "I'm still deciding Mommy, should I form some kind of alliance with someone else again?" she paused for a moment, as if her mother was speaking in her mind. Hana sighed a moment later. "Ryou's annoying, I'm already planning on getting rid of him. I need someone that's like me, and NOT interested in anything else other than their job." and by 'job', Hana meant killing.
She waiting again for her mother to answer, pausing when she heard a boy mention something about killing and victims and such. She blinked, turned to where she heard the words from, and began skipping over to the boy nearby. He seemed about her age, and judging from what she just heard from him, he was a little like her, too. "Hiya kid!" she grinned merrily, waving hyperly. "What's your name?"
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Post by Foster Faith on Dec 17, 2010 23:11:18 GMT -5
Foster noticed the girl come over, well not as much as he noticed the puppets she was carrying around. It was at the site of the girl that Death made it's way back into Foster's thoughts. "Don't tell me your gonna kill a girl that young?" asked Death in Foster's mind. Foster chuckled, as he spoke back inside his head. "Maybe, not shut up so I can think." he took on his I don't care personality to get the girl into his game.
"My names not really all that important." he scoffed, as he turned away from her. "Besides, you should tell me yours first." he said. He could really careless for names, but what the hell he could at least get to know the girl before deciding to kill her.
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Post by Hana Chizuko on Dec 17, 2010 23:45:01 GMT -5
Hana smiled, looking at thee boy strangely at the same time."My name's not too important either, what'cha say we go by code names?" she then asked, a little bubbly. Really, she knew not to trust this guy right off the bat if he was even slightly like herself, she just decided to pull off the cheery act for the moment. "Why don't you call me... uummm..." she trailed off before looking at her mother puppet. "Oh! Call me 'Doll'. I loves dolls so it's fitting enough." she giggled. "Oh what should your code name be, kiddie?" she asked, tilting her head.
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Post by Foster Faith on Dec 17, 2010 23:59:08 GMT -5
Foster turned around, "Code names huh?" he said, placing his hands in his pockets. Well Foster had a code name already picked out. "Well Doll you can me....Death." he mused. This also caused Death to laugh,
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Post by Hana Chizuko on Dec 18, 2010 0:02:22 GMT -5
Hana giggled. "Well, nice to meet'cha Death!" she said, holding her hand out for a handshake. "Nice name by the way, got a feeling we'll get along just great!" she giggled once again. Oh yes, this was gonna be fun.
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Post by Foster Faith on Dec 18, 2010 0:22:07 GMT -5
Foster rolled his eyes and shook her hand. "Nice to know you like my name." he said, returning his hand to his pocket. Foster could feel it push up against his gun. Why did he bring that stupid thing with him? "Because you might need it in the end." spoke Death. Foster answered with a "True true." before returning his attention to Doll. He sighed, "What are you doing out here?" he asked.
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Post by Hana Chizuko on Dec 27, 2010 19:47:44 GMT -5
Hana shrugged, still giggling a little. "I was just walking around and I heard ya talking to yourself." she replied cheerfully. "Why ya talkin to yourself anyway?"
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Post by Michael Faith on Dec 28, 2010 2:23:42 GMT -5
So she had heard him talk with Death well that was tricky to explain although he could do what he noramlly did. Yeah he'd go with that it would always be fun to do, 'I hear things, they tell me to do things so I do them." he answred.
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Post by Ryou Alighero on Dec 28, 2010 11:25:40 GMT -5
Ryou chuckled a little when he heard 'Death's answer and ruined the fact that he ahd been hiding and following Hana. Ryou looked over at them, not bohtered that he had been found and just grinned. "Are the voices too strong or are you too weak to control yourself? Or are you just someone with nothing better to do, if thats the case the 'doll' over there will entertain you plenty." He said while gesturing to Hana-just waiting to see that hatred and anger in her eyes that sent static down his spine and made him want to control her even more.
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Post by Foster Faith on Dec 28, 2010 14:02:54 GMT -5
Upon the sound of hearing someone else Foster placed his hand towards the sword on his back but stopped. As he looked at the person who called him weak who said that Deah was too strong. The boy chcukled as he looked at the newcomer, "The voice I hear I lisiten to because I find what he says very enjoyable." he grinned. Death spoke in his mind telling him to kill the, both.
Foster olaced boht hands behind his back, "I get a rather big thrill out of it really." he mused.
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Post by Ryou Alighero on Dec 28, 2010 14:34:44 GMT -5
"Killing is too dull and boring." Ryou remarked while reaching into his bocket, putting his hand on a rigged knife. "its much more fun to watch someone squirm and scream in pain in a hell you build for them." He replied. "And as long as we are going by codenames, call me 'Hell'." He replied, his mind racing back towards every instance he was able to break someones will and drill into their mind and body to slowly torment them.
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Post by Hana Chizuko on Dec 28, 2010 17:38:42 GMT -5
Hana kept silent, ignoring Ryou for a moment or two before speaking up finally. She decided to use her more mature voice for this instead of acting all bubbly. "What do you want?" she asked Ryou, an even and emotionless tone being used.
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Post by Ryou Alighero on Dec 28, 2010 18:01:55 GMT -5
"Same thing as always Hana, to delve into sadistic pelasure and torture people until their mental state shatters." He answered her back wit the same grin, thinking about the day she gave him the scar on his arm.
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Post by Michael Faith on Dec 28, 2010 23:43:45 GMT -5
Foster groaned the man called Hell didn't have the same mind set as the young physcopath. What he did was play games that lead to the death of others. It was always fun to do it. Watch as they do anything to stay alive to fight beg for mercy. The pre-teen shivered at the thoughts he was having. Made him want to play a game on the people in front of him. He cleared his throat and looked at the other two crazy people. Upon hearing the one called Doll real name. Foster brought his sword out from his back. The blade still had blood on it from events that had happen earlier.
Blue eyes darted from Hana to Hell. Foster no longer took on the I don't care personality. He didn't see it as important anymore. Then out of nowhere Foster began to talk to himself again as if he was alone. "So you gonna kill them now?" asked Death.
"No I've not planned on it Death. Besides they seem just as bad as 'we' are." answered Foster.
Death chuckled the chuckle coming from Foster's mouth. "Well then you plan on making 'friends' boy?" asked the voice.
Foster glanced at them again before returning to his talk with Death. "I might, now shut up so I can talk to them!" he said adding force to his voice. "You can call me Foster instead of Death." he said.
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