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So Give Me Something to Believe; Open!
Topic Started: May 7 2011, 06:01 PM (2,137 Views)
Sean
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((Joe Rios continued from Gravemakers and Gunslingers))

There had been a very noticeable change in Joe's demeanor over the course of this day so far.

Over the fairly short walk between the mansion and the northern cliffs, he'd been... not happy, exactly, but perhaps content. His zen thing, which had been shattered so badly by Rose's death and Cisco's insanity, was back.

The way Joe saw it, he was either going to win or die. No other options. And frankly, either way was alright with him: winning meant he'd be able to give Danya what for, and dying meant he wouldn't have to do any more killing. The visceral pleasure he'd taken in killing Mike Maszer had scared him, and he didn't want to drive himself further into the abyss if he could avoid it.

Joe muttered a prayer of small thanks that his clothes were mostly black. He'd washed the bloodstains off of his exposed skin along the way using some of his bottled water, but the clothes would have been more difficult to deal with.

Off in the distance, a girl, young-looking but rather cute, was sitting on the edge of the cliff. He recognized her and knew that she was named Jackie or Jacqui or something like that, but he didn't know her particularly well. With a grim sort of humor, he noted that he now had a chance to change that. Plus, she was doing something rather unintelligent by sitting on the edge of the cliff with her back to everything.

He walked up somewhat close to her, set his bulky daypack down, and sat on it.

"Hey," he said. It was simple, but it was a greeting and it would probably get her attention.
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Quoth Super Llama:
 
One day, the fabled Ragnarok will come, and as the gods descend to earth and wage war while the world dies around them, WickedIcon will lead the charge, a 12-gauge shotgun in his right hand, and a bottle of Jack Daniels in his left as he rides a steed made of fire and pain.

And the masses will look upon him and weep at the beauty of it all.


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Sean
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Joe heard someone start yelling over a megaphone, from one of the beaches. Something about boats going off the island, escape, and whatnot.

...can get your collars off and take you home, on one condition: that you have not been murdering your classmates over the past week.

Joe should have been angry. He really should have. Literally less than a day after he'd killed Mike and Alan, the cavalry arrived and offered to take everyone who hadn't been killing off this God-forsaken island. Joe really hated irony sometimes.

But there was a silver lining to this. As far as Joe could tell, everyone they didn't take was going to be either a player or an idiot, and the idiots weren't likely to last long. If Joe wanted to win this and get a crack at the fat fuck himself, he'd have to do a lot less moral gymnastics to justify it, and this was good in his eyes.

Jackie looked up in his direction.

"Hello. No, wait, goodbye," she said as she ran like hell, presumably to the beach. An understandable response.

Off to the distance, Joe saw Aston Bennett and Alice Boucher sitting on the edge of the cliff. The wind slowed down and he heard Alice say to Aston that while the former would take the latter to the beach, the former couldn't go herself because she was a player.

Joe was familiar with Alice. While she could be somewhat abrasive, he had a difficult time considering her a bad person, and what he had just heard confirmed that. It looked for a bit as if they were in the same boat: two decent people broken by the game into murderers. He wasn't nearly as familiar with Aston, but he assumed she was safe to be around too considering that she was a viable candidate for escape. He stood up, grabbed his daypack, slung it over one shoulder, and walked over to them at a quick pace.

When he was easily in earshot of them, he decided to speak up.

"Hey, Alice, Aston. I overheard a bit of your conversation." This was already awkward, so Joe figured that getting to the point as quickly as possible was going to be in his best interest. "You're going to need another escort if one of you is a player. I can imagine they already know who to look out for, and they're likely to open fire the second they see someone on their list. I'm a big guy, so I can probably get their attention early and draw their fire while you two get to the boat, say your goodbyes, whatever the hell."

This was a completely batshit insane idea. Joe was sorely tempted to punch himself for considering it but opted not to.

"I know, it's crazy and you're probably suspicious of me for putting my life at risk for people I barely know... but I have my reasons," he said with a faint smile.

When a door closes, another one always opens, he thought.
Edited by Sean, May 21 2011, 11:04 PM.
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Quoth Super Llama:
 
One day, the fabled Ragnarok will come, and as the gods descend to earth and wage war while the world dies around them, WickedIcon will lead the charge, a 12-gauge shotgun in his right hand, and a bottle of Jack Daniels in his left as he rides a steed made of fire and pain.

And the masses will look upon him and weep at the beauty of it all.


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[19:25] Hallucinogenic: it's not like i wanna put my anus on parade


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04:26MimiOH
04:26MimiTHAT'S LESS BAD
04:27MimiI THOUGHT SHE HAD TO JERK OFF MONKEYS
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Sean
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((Sorry it took me a while to post. Minor GMing approved by Inky))

Joe was slightly taken aback by what Aston had said, but this was a change that suited him. Helping them get off the island was a good idea; helping them get revenge was better.

He looked up at her.

"Shit, yeah. To be honest, my fate was sealed the second I ended up on this island, so I may as well go out making a couple of decent people happy." He attempted a smile, but didn't quite manage it. "And hunting someone down suits me pretty nicely, if that's what you're looking for. Never liked Quincy Jones much anyways." What he didn't want to say was that this meshed perfectly with his new raison d'etre, avenging the innocents that have been murdered or broken on the island. He knew it would sound insane and didn't want to alienate his new allies that quickly.

A pause. Joe looked off into the distance at Alice, who was walking away, and then back at Aston.

"I think we'd best get going," Joe said as he hefted the daypack over his shoulder and started off in Alice's general direction. Aston didn't take long to follow.

((Joe Rios and Aston Bennett continued in Vitriol.))
Edited by Sean, Jun 14 2011, 11:53 PM.
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Quoth Super Llama:
 
One day, the fabled Ragnarok will come, and as the gods descend to earth and wage war while the world dies around them, WickedIcon will lead the charge, a 12-gauge shotgun in his right hand, and a bottle of Jack Daniels in his left as he rides a steed made of fire and pain.

And the masses will look upon him and weep at the beauty of it all.


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[19:25] Hallucinogenic: it's not like i wanna put my anus on parade


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