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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2014 21:56:24 GMT
Heheheheheheheheheheheheh. Remember my section is coming up?
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Post by Rock114 on May 17, 2014 21:57:05 GMT
There hasn't been any death in a long time. I feel that something big is coming. Spoiler Alert: Everyone comes together at the end and begins singing about how great the power of friendship and peace is, then everyone escapes and they all live happily ever after as one big happy family.
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Post by wakemeup on May 17, 2014 21:59:06 GMT
There hasn't been any death in a long time. I feel that something big is coming. Spoiler Alert: Everyone comes together at the end and begins singing about how great the power of friendship and peace is, then everyone escapes and they all live happily ever after as one big happy family. Screw you, Rock. You ruined the whole FBR to me I thought the spoiler thing was just a joke, but it seems legit.
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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2014 22:01:42 GMT
ROCK! I TOLD YOU NOT TO SPOIL ANYTHING.
Goddamn.
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Post by Rock114 on May 17, 2014 22:03:51 GMT
Spoiler Alert: Everyone comes together at the end and begins singing about how great the power of friendship and peace is, then everyone escapes and they all live happily ever after as one big happy family. Screw you, Rock. You ruined the whole FBR to me I thought the spoiler thing was just a joke, but it seems legit. It was a joke. The story wouldn't be interesting if everyone was happy. Bitches gonna get slaughtered once we get far enough in. We're on Day 4 right now, and I have to save some characters to keep stories coming for the next three days. That would be a stupid ending, with everything working out fine given the direction the story has gone in so far. Not that I actually know the ending, Harp is handling that.
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Post by Rock114 on May 17, 2014 22:05:10 GMT
ROCK! I TOLD YOU NOT TO SPOIL ANYTHING. Goddamn. I didn't, it was a total joke. I thought that with how dark and bloody this story has been so far, it would be obvious that such a sickeningly happy ending wasn't real.
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Post by wakemeup on May 17, 2014 22:06:51 GMT
So it was a joke? You're the master of trolling, Rock. Unless you want us to think it was a joke and you really plan to end FBR like this. Damn you.
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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2014 22:09:57 GMT
Trust me, it's fucking morbid. Also, I'm the only one who has the ending planned. Rock is following my plan, and doing whatever he wants with the more side character-ish people in the meantime.
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Post by Rock114 on May 17, 2014 22:11:20 GMT
So it was a joke? You're the master of trolling, Rock. Unless you want us to think it was a joke and you really plan to end FBR like this. Damn you. Fuck no it's not the ending, the story is too dark for everything to work out like that. To just have everyone put down their weapons and start hugging each other would possibly be the worst thing that could happen. I don't even know the ending so it's impossible for me to spoil anything, but whatever it is I don't think it's going to be so grossly out of touch with the rest of the narrative as that nonsensical happy ending I posted was. Any other ending would be better and more in line with the story.
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Post by Rock114 on May 19, 2014 21:06:26 GMT
FREDDEN
Ehkay’s strange jar continued to confuse me. He had been using the powder inside as if it were some sort of weapon, but it didn’t look very deadly to me. Maybe it was poison? Of course the only way to find out what it did would be to make someone inhale it, but I didn’t think I’d be comfortable with that. Whatever this stuff was, Ehkay having it meant it had to be bad news. Maybe I’d use it on someone if they were an asshole, like he was. I had to find out what this stuff did eventually.
“Hey Fred,” a familiar voice sounded. “What’s that?” I turned to my side, where the voice had come from to see Master Psychic standing there, pointing at the jar.
“Oh, hey MP,” I greeted. “Honestly, I have no clue. Ehkay had it, but I killed him before he could use it. I decided to take it along.”
“Ehkay’s dead?”
“Yeah, he came after me last night with whatever this stuff is. He almost got me, too, but he got distracted by an explosion or something way off into the woods.”
MP’s eyes darted to the side, almost suspiciously fast. “Explosion? I think I heard it too.” He shifted his weight to his left foot in an uncomfortable swaying manner as he refused to meet my eyes again. Something was obviously up.
I hesitated for a moment. “Yeah…” Something was wrong here. Something with MP. He knew more, that much was terribly obvious.
“So, do you-“
I was on the ground before I knew what hit me. MP had been inching closer as I tried to figure out what was wrong with him and had jumped me while I was thinking. Now he was on top of me, hands around my neck and slamming my head into the dirt again and again. The jar slipped from my grasp and landed somewhere near my feet as MP continued to pummel me.
The ground was still soft from the rains the night before, so MP wasn’t able to damage me quickly enough. He prepared to punch me, but I moved my head to the side as his fist came down and grabbed it. He tried to get himself loose but I was already moving.
I put his hand in my mouth and bit down. Hard. Within seconds I could taste the metallic flavor of blood on my tongue, causing MP to yell. He punched me with his other fist, successfully this time, but I held on and bit harder. In a frantic final measure, he attempted to yank backward and get himself away from me.
He succeeded. The finger detached from his hand and he flew backwards, landing on his back like I did. The finger, I’m not sure which one, became lodged in my throat before I could spit it out. Air stopped flowing into my lungs and I began to choke. All I could think of was how stupid it would be to die from choking to death on someone’s finger. That’s like how you would expect a clumsy cannibal to die.
My vision was failing by the time I managed to get the finger out of my throat. I spit it to the ground, but in the time it had taken me to save myself MP had recovered. He had Ehkay’s jar, and it was open.
He was bleeding and frightened so I decided to press the attack. Hoping for him to stumble or lose his balance as I rushed him was the only thing I could think of to stop him from using whatever it was in that jar.
He backpedaled but his hand was already inside the container. Before I could hold my breath a cloud of powder shot out at me from his hand. It burned my eyes like a fire and forced me into a coughing fit as I inhaled it. My attack was halted as the mysterious substance dissipated around me, but it was already in my eyes and my lungs.
Then I stopped. A haze enveloped my mind, pushing away conscious thoughts and overriding instinctual reactions. The momentary confusion was replaced an otherworldly ease and a desire to…
To…
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MP was standing as tall as he could with his crippled hand wrapped around the jar. “You bit off my goddamn finger,” he screeched. “Just get the fuck away from me you sick bastard!”
Leave. He wants me to leave. Yes.
Must go. Away.
The trees. Into the trees. I’ll vanish faster, get away faster. Leave. Get away.
MASTER PSYCHIC
Freddie just left. He strolled off into the woods as if he were on an evening walk without a care in the world, oblivious to the blood all over his mouth or the curses I continued to throw at him. At first I was confused, even a little afraid. He just changed in the middle of our fight. He became a… a zombie.
Then I looked at the jar. He had been about to kill me, but he stopped as soon as I threw this dust stuff in his face. I remember swearing at him to leave… and he did.
This was some powerful shit. I could put it to good use. By the time I realized what I had in my hands, Freddie was gone. Oh well, there were still plenty of people left for me to try this out on. I already had a few candidates in mind…
14 DOWN 13 TO GO
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Post by IDEK on May 19, 2014 21:13:05 GMT
oooooooooooooooooooh shit.
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Post by wakemeup on May 19, 2014 21:20:58 GMT
Oh fuck.
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Post by Zeruis on May 19, 2014 22:00:30 GMT
Holy hell.
Someone's going to get mercked.
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Post by Rock114 on May 19, 2014 22:04:06 GMT
Mercked?
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Post by Zeruis on May 19, 2014 22:08:53 GMT
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