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| Kidnapped Campus; Let the kidnapping begin! | |
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| Topic Started: 27 Sep 2008, 09:24 PM (104 Views) | |
| Natomie | 27 Sep 2008, 09:24 PM Post #1 |
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Drip...drip... the blood of Anna Remora fell on the floor. Jacob's face looked like he hand done something so terrible before he started to laugh insanely. He looked his clothing and his hands, which held splattered blood all over them. His eyes glowed in the dim light of a flashlight they had turned on just so they could see Anna's face as they killed her oh so slowly and painfully. Jacob Hanfin had done all of the work, he enjoyed looking at how terrified, how hurt, and how painful it was. Jacob dropped his dagger and stood up. "You," he pointed at Kira. "I want you and Francis to go and find a place to bury the girl," he kicked the girl's bloody corpse. "After you find somewhere then place her there. You can put her in that room if you want…" he looked upwards to the room on the third floor. It held almost all of their victims but now it was starting to smell and they were afraid that someone might find it. Jacob did not want more cops sneaking around the place he was tired of them. Jacob walked out of the room and upstairs to the bathrooms. The dim moonlight vaguely shown his appealing figure and face, as well as how twisted he was. His brown, short, messy hair has a bit of blood on it but he did not mind this. The light quickly left as he entered the first floor bathroom and looked at himself in the darkness. The mirror was cracked and pieces of it lay on the ground around him. He remembered that fight. A boy named Tom, simple name but this boy was strong. It took all three of them to bring him down and in the process, he broke the mirror and was soon killed. Jacob turned on the water and listened to its weak flow, he thought of how it would soon be shut off, as well as the lights. It did not matter though. How long would it be until more cops investigated the neighbor hood? These things could not be answered yet. In addition, as Jacob Hanfin washed his hands, he had no idea five children came wandering into the school. …*… Taylor Stewart stood next on the sidewalk with six others. Three girls and four boys. "Come on! I dare you five to into the school! Just go to the basement ok?" said one of the girls. She seemed excited, unlike Taylor. "I don't know…," she said shivering from the cold. "Come on Taylor!" one of the boys said with a smile. The girl and the boy, Johnny and Elizabeth, were boy friend and girl friend and at the moment, they were daring five other children to go into Jefferson High. Many thought it to be haunted, others pushed that off as if they were crazy I mean, why would it be? It was said that there was a murderer in there and that is why the school was shut down. It just would not make sense if it was haunted! After a bit of fighting Taylor sighed and nodded her head in agreement to the dare. If stayed in there for half an hour, Johnny swore he would walk around in Elizabeth's yellow bikini and she would walk around in nothing but a towel. Taylor did not really care what they would wear, although it would be funny to see her friend walking around in a tiny yellow bikini. She really did not know how they convinced her to go into the school but Taylor agreed to it anyways. Slowly she started to walk to the entrance of the school. She peaked through the glass windows and swore she saw a man walking around in there. Taylor jumped back and allowed the others to go in first. |
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| DarknessReigns | 28 Sep 2008, 01:54 AM Post #2 |
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Lance's laughter echoed after John's, as well as a few other male rumbles. "Dude, you just watch. I'll bring you back a skull or something," he joked lightly, getting a punch in the arm by someone else. A few chicks startled to giggle and 'ooh'. Lance had heard the stories of the mansion. He found it really interesting, but never really told anyone except for Dax. They'd been friends since childhood, and knew almost everything about each other. There were a few things Lance still didn't tell him. Like the fact he had a couple of knives hidden on him right now, for protection. There was a girl who didn't seem all too happy about entering a haunted school. He'd seen her around a few times, but never talked to her. The teen cracked his neck, cracked his knuckles, and rolled his shoulders. "Let's get this party started," he said, mostly to himself. Pulling out his Razr, he set the alarm to go off in 35 minutes exactly. Someone made a comment about calling his mom. "If you don't watch out I'll be calling your mom after I get done," Lance grinned. He took about five steps away from the group, passing by the other chick who was dared to go. "So who else's got the guts to join me, eh?" Nonchalantly, he stuck his iPod in his one of his ears, so he could still hear over the combined sounds of orchestra and steel strings and heavy percussion. His cell turned off and he tucked it in his back pocket. He looked at Dax and wiggled a brow, daring him to come. While a few others debated on who'd go, he took the moment to light up. The scent of smoke in the air, a cancer stick in his mouth, it was great. He saw a face in the background. Blond hair and blue eyes, surrounded by black eyeliner and a crimson smile. Lynetta Bryce. Always unimpressed, always picky. Man, he'd tried getting her attention since the fifth grade. He almost had her till she went druggie, too. Took one to know one. After this, he was sure she'd be impressed. Talk of vampires and dark fairies and heroes who killed because it was their job. She craved danger, apparently, and this was a scoop of danger in itself. A huge group of teens out after curfew, daring others to wander around a school where numerous others supposedly died in? Sweet. Lance looked totally calm. He even winked at Lyn and she rolled her eyes, but he knew she was impressed by him volunteering. No one saw through his facade. He put his hands in his sweatshirt, hiding his sweaty palms, a feeling in his gut telling him not to get cocky. It was pretty dark out. Who knew if the lights in that school worked? But it'd probably be stupid to go into an abandoned building and start doing that... Lance breathed in the cool, smoky air surrounding him and waited for the others to join as he slowly made his way their, a few steps at a time. |
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| Ivy Vines | 29 Sep 2008, 06:35 PM Post #3 |
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"Ooh," Franne said "fun! Lets cut up her body and like, put different peices in different parts of the school!" her eyes lit up. She already had her knife out. Things like this excited her, bloody thing made her happy, her little sphycoticness was what made her a monster. She walked her felinelike figure toward Jacob, she slipped her arms over his shouldiers and whispered in his ear "do i have your permission?" this was something she often did. She would do this even though she usually had permission without it, Jacob was the one in the group she was closest with. So she favored him, wich sometimes made him happy and he would grant her permission. |
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| Volcove | 1 Oct 2008, 08:13 AM Post #4 |
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"Damn right I'm coming," Daxius said. Taking up a pace beside Lance, he whispered, "Takin' up Lyn now, huh?" Daxius winked, he knew that since fifth grade, well, let's say that Dax's closest friend was Lance, you could say since childhood. Daxius has never been interested in any girl except for Taylor, but he didn't really cared now, he'd let life roll as it was, he stopped trying to impress Taylor a year ago. Sticking a cig in his lips, he lit it with a lighter, sucking up the air, he took the cig out and blew it to the side, "You can impress her, you know show her what you do with those nice hidden blades you have." Taking the switchblade which he stole from his father, he showed it to Lance, "Like it?" |
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| Ivy Vines | 7 Oct 2008, 03:18 AM Post #5 |
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Naikus was sorting his seringes, poisons by poisons. In alphebetical order, he mumbled something about how he would go for it. Franne smiled at him, in a thankful way. She was friends with him, but yet scared of him. Naikus was completely mad. |
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| DarknessReigns | 12 Oct 2008, 05:33 PM Post #6 |
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Lance grinned, blowing out a puff of smoke away from Dax's face. "Always gotta have something flashy, don't you?" He saw Lyn out of the corner of his eye chatting up one of her girl friends. Apparently, someone must have cracked a joke because a few teens were laughing and slugging each other in the arm. He casually brought out his own switchblades from his sleeve and began scraping the underside of his nails. He nodded towards Taylor, who didn't look all too happy about the dare. "Your girl over there looks a bit down. Maybe you can save her from a killer or something, eh?" he joked, a wicked grin spreading across his features. "I'll kidnap her and you can save her. One of us needs to get laid soon." Lance laughed, looking over at the other group of teens. They seemed to be debating on who else was hard enough to go. He could understand a few chicks getting freaked out, but a few football boys seemed reluctant. He took another puff to calm his nerves. The Time Has Come from Devil May Cry started playing, making Lance all the more eager to get the show on the road. He wanted to do something. His right hand twitched, and he tucked a blade into his pocket. "Hey, you guys hurry up, we aren't gettin' any younger here," he called, trying to urge them to decide who the next few victims were going to be. |
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| Volcove | 14 Oct 2008, 12:29 PM Post #7 |
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Daxius grinned at the thought, "Damn, they think we'll all die, that's just bullshit, I doubt that'd happen since we're here." He smirked as he took another puff of the cigarette, the smoke he blew out to the side disappeared into the dark air. The midnight atmosphere was filled with the laughter of many as one of them cracked a joke, one actually slugged someone in the face. Daxius suddenly smirked when he made a discussion about Taylor, "We'll get laid soon, just gotta relax bro, we've got a few months before we end the teens." The switchblade fell into his pocket, retracted of course, he took out his iPod and played the song "Bodies", but at a slightly low volume, so he could hear everything, and still listen to music. Though, he would turn it off due to the sound might being too loud and they might end up getting caught by the police, or something else. "Yeah, c'mon, show us what you got!" Daxius shouted. |
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