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No Crying Allowed; Day Four
Topic Started: Jan 4 2011, 06:46 AM (3,693 Views)
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The Fiorious One
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((Maxwell Lombardi continued from Breaking Down the Wall))

Finding the town he'd spotted earlier proved to be an easier task than Maxwell first suspected. After all, he only had to retrace his own steps in order to find it again, and since he'd recently passed through the area he didn't have any problem with moving at a somewhat faster pace than usual.

As a result, whilst it had taken him an hour or so to reach the warehouse from the outskirts of the town, it only took him approximately forty minutes to find it again.

Ah, there it is... Now what?

A part of him wanted to turn back and head in the opposite direction, try to find a nice tree or something to sleep under instead. After all, the town was bound to be full of the competition all waiting for the opportunity to take a shot at him, what with his impressive kill count and everything. Not to mention the fact that there were probably dozens of people out there who would have personally known some of the people he'd killed, and would relish at the opportunity of avenging their fallen comrades.

Then again, having a reputation as an established killer might also serve to protect him. Not many people would want to mess with a man with six (No, seven... Wait, make that eight now.) kills to their name would they? Chances are, some of the more weak minded members of the competition would rather run and hide than try to take him on. Besides, so what if he had something of a huge target on his head? It wasn't exactly as if he couldn't defend himself, as the young Brit had proven several times in the past already... He would just have to not be careless, thats all.

Well Maxwell, are you ready to enter a potential bloodbath with nothing but a nearly depleted submachinegun in one hand and a trusty sidearm in the other?

Damn right i'm ready...

Once he'd finally mustered up the courage, Maxwell ran silently towards the town, hoisting himself over a garden fence and flattening himself against the wall of a bungalow. The young Brit could have entered through the front entrance of the town, true, but at the same time he didn't want to draw attention to himself TOO soon. Besides, there were bound to be fellow players waiting in ambush by all the obvious entrances and exits. Best to head in through more unorthodox means rather then making himself a bigger target then he already was.

Nevertheless, despite his precautions, Maxwell couldn't help but feel somewhat uneasy. Which wasn't necessarily a bad thing. In some ways, fear was the only thing keeping him awake now. Anywhere else on the island Maxwell would be drifting off to sleep at that moment... However, seeing as doing so here would mean leaving himself unguarded in one of the busiest spots on the island, the young Brit couldn't help but stay alert as he sneaked along the alleyways.

Alright, first things first, I've got to find myself a place to get some proper rest. A bungalow is no good, too open. I need somewhere with an upper level where I can block the stairs and barricade myself in nice and safe... Hmm, I think that house over there a couple of blocks down will do quite nicely.

With his TEC-9 by his side, ready to fire upon any unwanted company, Maxwell snuck past two more bungalows before finding himself in an alleyway between one of the bungalows and the two-story house he had spotted. Whilst it was by no means as impressive as the mansion he'd temporarily resided within a day ago, it was certainly enough to satisfy Maxwell's needs for the night.

Perfect! Now all I have to do is find a way in and...


....Wait, is that what I think it is?

The young Brit brought his gun up and leaned his back against the wall, staring down the alleyway at the figure standing in the middle of the street. A young man wearing a blue denim jacket and jeans. Just standing there staring at... Something, Maxwell couldn't really tell from where he was standing.

Not that it really mattered... All Maxwell could think about was the fact that this guy was apparently all alone...

And unarmed...

And his back was turned...

Not to mention the fact that he was so close, and yet he didn't seem to be aware of Maxwell's presence...

The ambitious young killer couldn't help but smile as he lifted his gun... After all, how could he possibly resist such an easy target?

His thoughts on getting some sleep temporarily forgotten, the young Brit slowly sneaked down the alleyway so that he could get a better shot, making sure to keep to the shadows as best as he could. He didn't want to waste the element of surprise, did he? It wasn't often that opportunities like this were handed to Maxwell on a silver platter, so alerting this idiot of his presence was not an option...

Alright, I think that's close enough. Now all I have to do is lift, aim and......

"Hey, Maria! Are you alr-" RATATATATATA!

Duncan's call was quickly drowned out by the sound of gunfire as Maxwell emptied the remainder of his TEC-9's ammo into the unsuspecting boy's back with a cruel grin on his face.

Edited by Fiori, Jan 17 2011, 01:54 PM.
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Ahh, truly theres nothing more satisfying than watching your target fall in a hail of bullets...

Most people who'd made it this far in the game would have probably felt guilty by this point, after claiming the lives of nine innocent people just so they themselves can make it off the island in one piece. Most people would have felt regret for what they had done, or at the very least be sickened by the actions they had committed in order to get to this stage. But for Maxwell Lombardi, there was something uniquely enthralling about the game which excited him beyond anything else he'd ever done in his entire life. Perhaps it was the adrenaline rush he experienced whilst going in for the kill, or maybe it was the incomparable feeling of satisfaction he felt as he stood over the corpse of yet another simian who stood between him and total freedom. Either way, what mattered to Maxwell at that very moment was the fact that once again he was one step closer to getting off this rock. One step closer to returning to a life of unparalleled admiration and fame.

One step closer to the award he deserved for all his hard work and effort...

However, the well-dressed killer didn't have much time to gloss over his perfectly executed kill before noticing that the man he'd just shot wasn't quite as alone as he'd first assumed. He was actually quite shocked when he realised that he'd been so focused on the denim-clad moron before him to not notice the two girls he was running towards. What!?! How did they...?!? How did I not notice?!? Is one of them actually talking to me? Nevermind, if they're hungry for some lead as well who am I to complain about it...

With a new set of targets in sight, the young Brit quickly aimed his weapon in their direction and wasted no time in pulling the trigger. However, rather than unleashing a deadly hail of bullets in his victim's direction, the TEC-9 made a simple clicking noise that Maxwell had grown far too used to hearing...

Empty? EMPTY?!? God dammit Maxwell, you had to get carried away again didn't you?!? A short burst, that's all you were meant to use. But instead you had to go ahead and go fully automatic, wasting god knows how much ammunition on some tool who probably wasn't even worth it...

In that brief moment of silence, Maxwell was uncertain as to what to do next. He COULD just whip out his pistol, the very same pistol that had saved his life countless times in the past, and open fire on these worthless cretins. On the other hand, he hadn't a clue how much ammunition was left on it. He must of used up at least half of it already on the blond-haired brick wall he ran into earlier, and considering the fact that from where he was standing he doubted he could hit them from here with one shot each...

Most of all however, was that despite the adrenaline running through his veins at that very moment, he was still suffering from the effects of sleep loss. His vision was far too blurry to properly make out the two people in front of him... Heck, that was probably the reason why he didn't spot them in the first place. The reason he came here was to find somewhere to sleep after all...

You know what, fuck it. I've wasted enough ammunition here already...

So, with that in mind, the young Brit quickly dashed back into the shadows, weaving his way through the various alleyways and backgardens that made up the fringe of the residential district. He could of almost sworn he heard one or two people calling out for whoever was shooting, one of whom was even swearing vengeance against him... Or, something along those lines. Maxwell wasn't really paying attention to be truly honest.

Don't worry, i'm sure you and the rest of those would-be avengers out there will eventually have the opportunity to wreak sweet vengeance upon me... Right before I shoot you in the gut for being such a nuisance, of course.

((Maxwell Lombardi continued In the House, In a Heartbeat))
Edited by Fiori, Feb 8 2011, 07:37 AM.
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