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 Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 11:02 pm
 "Uh...I...thought I already answered that..," Swen said with a confused look on his face. He rose an eyebrow at the strange individual that touched him. Was this guy, like, ******** in the head? The ********? Who the hell just comes up to someone and puts their hand on a stranger's chest? "Uhh...like I said...we were out looking for wood and s**t... Then we heard, I guess, you starting that fire... We should be heading back now... Long day..," Swen finished, pulling Clarance along as he turned away from the nutcase.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 12:16 am
"Well...uhmm." Chantler said half-frantically. "Anything in that house is yours." He pointed to the classic beach -house on stilts right next to his. Of course theres was on stilts but the bottom floor was a garage and used for storage. It was made to look normal. He diddnt dare mention the two bodies. Probably swarmed with flies and maggots. Anything to get any more interaction between him and any other human being that diddnt try to kill him.
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 1:06 am
  "Logan Anthony, you are charged with 15 counts of murder in the first degree , 34 counts of assult with a deadly weapon, and countless charges of disorderly conduct and robbery, How do you plead?"
"We plead not guilty by way of Insanity," Footsteps echoed across the empty street of the deserted city as a brunette with blonde highlights came into town. The skinny kid had on blue T-shirt and some black cargo shorts that went down to the knees along with two backpacks, one over each shoulder. Sharp looking sapphire eyes scanned the burn wasteland that was Atlantis, Florida. "Lookie, Lookie what Lucy got us into! Now we are stuck in another dead beat town!" A playful voice spouted from the teen's mouth at the other alter egos. "Hey! I did not do this! How was I supposed to know this town would be burnt down! You guys should be nice to me! I mean it's not like we could have stayed in the other town. There was no one left!" Another voice defended itself as it becoming higher pitched and proper. It was obviously been a while since the teenage had spoken to anyone that wasn't made up, seeing as every voice literally sounded like a different person just in the same body. "Shut your ******** mouth you whore, you know this is your entire fault stupid b***h," A new voice stated angrily, this one sounding deeper than normal and with a heavy city life feel to it. "Ram! You are only going to make her cry and I don't want to be the one to have to sit through that cry sob hour," A calmer voice said as a frown set into place, "there has to be someone here."
The same feet now started to run in search of anyone, anything. The voices started to agrue again, but not out loud this time, mostly because Logan didn't want to believe that they were alone. He hated being alone. He had been alone for four? Maybe five months. No one talked to him except them, it seemed that way even before everyone started to die. "Where was we going ********?" Ram pleasantly asked as Logan focused on running. "Logan has gone off the deep end! Lost it! We are going to die!!" The girl voice, Lucy, screeched as Logan hit woods. The feet didn't stop though, they just keep running. There had to be someone nearby, the ocean was near Logan knew that much. Logan could settle for water "hahahaha! Good Show Lugi! You survive the apocalypse just to kill yourself!" the first voice mocked Logan now. "SHUT UP! ALL OF YOU!" Logan screamed in anger back at them surprise at how loud the yell was because their lungs were running out of air from running so long. Logan stopped soon after out of breath now, the sounds of wave just barely in the distance calling to the insane brunette. "You want me... I know you do..." Logan trembled feeling a nod be forced out to the new voice or maybe it was just more imagination. "yelling... doesn't... solve anything..."Lucy protested after a moment to Logan obviously even out of breath Logan couldn't get them to shut up. "If you could turn us off, you won't be alone right now, and you probably wouldn't eat people." The sly, cocky trickster voice laughed at him again. Logan just sighed. Maybe one day medicine would cure them....
"Did everyone get enough breath like sissy babies? Ram doesn't been ******** air, Air need Ram!" Ram announced loudly and quite prideful as Logan nodded and started to run again. After another ten minute run and a more annoyance, Logan finally hit beach. "Yes!!! Suck on that!!" Logan sang loudly running to the sand and diving down into the said sand. "Noo! You are getting in our hair Logan!" Lucy cried. "hahaha Roll on, Logan, I want to see if she dies of too much sand to the hair," the trickster voice laughed. "Dyson, you could be a little nicer to Lucy, and Ram could not to such a p***k to everyone.. I mean we all have to share one head... One mind... I'm already legally insane." Logan reminded them as the teen got comfortable in the sand enjoying the feel of it. The brunette hadn't been down to the beach for years. Their two bags now off to the side of Logan, but within reaching distance. It was quite apparent that Logan (and friends) hadn't been confined to lower volume speaking in a while seeing as most of the conversation was probably easily hearable if you were in maybe thirty feet of Logan.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 9:30 pm
Swen and Clarance glanced at each other at the offer. Then Swen turned back to him. "Uhhm... We'll think about it. Gotta get back to our place for the night. We might be back tomorrow. Not sure, though. Uhh, see ya," he said awkwardly, holding Clarance close to him for safety and walking quickly back from where they came. They walked along the beach silently.
"Should we take him up on the offer..?" Clarance asked Swen quietly. Swen shrugged a little. "I dunno... I mean, he sounded desperate...and a little crazy... Then again, I guess since everything happened, some people will be... But who knows what's in that house? I mean, there could be corpses in there or something... There's no telling... I just...don't trust him enough to live that close to him. I really don't. Let's think on it a few more days, alright?" Clarance nodded obediently before they walked on in silence once again.
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 9:47 pm
"Logan Anthony, you are charged with 15 counts of murder in the first degree , 34 counts of assult with a deadly weapon, and countless charges of disorderly conduct and robbery, How do you plead?"
"We I plead not guilty by way of Insanity," Lucy sniffled a little looking down across the skyline. "Being outside is starting to gross me out! I'm not built for this Logan! Can't we find some shelter somewhere? How about a mall! We can steal some more clothes! Maybe we can get a new dress or maybe a pretty skirt!" Lucy rejoiced at the thought of being girly. She was a girl practically trapped in a guy's body. It got very tiring seeing as she had to share said male body with three guys. "WHOA! WHOA! RAM DOES NOT WEAR ******** GIRLY s**t!!" Ram practically screamed angrily before Lucy started whining. "We always do what you want! I just want to wear girl clothes just once!!" She cried back. "******** THAT s**t! I WILL GROW COLD IN MY GRAVE BEFORE YOU GET ME IN A DRESS!" Ram continued to yell. Dyson just laughing at the situation. "I don't know, now I kind of want to wear a dress just to kill Ram off. haha," Dyson butted in before Logan groaned a little. "I hope no one in the area wanted to get some peace and quiet because you guys can be heard three states away," Logan said quite annoyed before Dyson just laughed at him. "But, I want a dress!" Lucy cried whining like a stuck-up rich girl not getting her pony. "I SAID NO ******** b***h, NOW SHUT UP WOMAN!" Ram continued on as did Lucy. They were always fighting.
Logan just started to ignore their fighting looking up at the fading lights in the clouds. It was almost completely dark now, the sun was already down. It won't be long before Logan could star-glaze again. Ram said that was a ******** pansy way to spent their time, but he liked it, and Ram went to sleep around eight anyway, so he didn't stay up all night long to bug him about it. It was a little odd, but they all had different sleeping patterns. Ram went to bed at exactly eight and woke up at exact four AM every day. Lucy went to bed before ten and would wake up around six AM. Dyson usually stayed up until 12ish and got up whenever the ******** he wanted. Then Logan generally didn't sleep because of his insomnia and would stay wake for weeks sometimes even months, then he would sleep for maybe a day or less and would start back again not sleeping. Before all this happened when the only voice he had was Dyson, who had been his sarcastic inner voice since he was eleven, his doctors would be amazed by the fact, that Logan could continue on for longer than the average Insomniac because Dyson would 'fall asleep' and Logan would feel rested. Lucy and Ram came along after the plague killed everyone off and made his insomnia worse because they would 'sleep' as well. When Logan was asleep, he didn't know if they were awake, he really didn't, because when he woke up again they would talking and going on as if he just left the room or something, but that only happened after Lucy and Ram came. Dyson sometimes would tell Logan, he had been waiting for him to get up, but Logan didn't believe him. Dyson liked to ******** with him all the time.
"Wait, Ram! shut up! I think I hear something," Dyson said out of no where. Dyson had the best hearing skills supposedly. "I didn't hear anything," Lucy protested before Logan looked down the beach being able to hear it now too, there were people coming towards them. "guys shut up for me please, okay?" Logan begged before getting up and quickly getting their bags and running into the woods nearby to hide. The people down the beach must have heard all the yelling and were coming to investigate.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 12:08 pm
"I hope nothing happened to the shack while we were gone," Clarance told Swen worriedly as they walked along. Swen just chuckled a little and rubbed her shoulder. "I'm sure it's fine, Clare. Stop worrying." Clarance nodded and went silent. That's when they heard the shouting. Swen, worried about their safety, sped up, causing Clarance to speed up as well. "Come on, Clare. There's no telling what's happening up there, and I honestly don't want to find out..." Clarance nodded in agreement, and they continued hurrying on towards their little shack.
Upon reaching it, they both stood there and looked at it for a moment. "We're going to have to start the renovations tomorrow... Right now, let's get us a fire going and eat dinner, alright?" he told Clarance, rubbing her shoulder a bit. Clarance nodded once again, and Clarance got to work setting up a fire while Swen prepared what was left of raw seagull.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 12:18 pm
"I hope nothing happened to the shack while we were gone," Clarance told Swen worriedly as they walked along. Swen just chuckled a little and rubbed her shoulder. "I'm sure it's fine, Clare. Stop worrying." Clarance nodded and went silent. That's when they heard the shouting. Swen, worried about their safety, sped up, causing Clarance to speed up as well. "Come on, Clare. There's no telling what's happening up there, and I honestly don't want to find out..." Clarance nodded in agreement, and they continued hurrying on towards their little shack.
Upon reaching it, they both stood there and looked at it for a moment. "We're going to have to start the renovations tomorrow... Right now, let's get us a fire going and eat dinner, alright?" he told Clarance, rubbing her shoulder a bit. Clarance nodded once again, and Clarance got to work setting up a fire while Swen prepared what was left of raw seagull.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 9:46 pm
"Logan Anthony, you are charged with 15 counts of murder in the first degree , 34 counts of assult with a deadly weapon, and countless charges of disorderly conduct and robbery, How do you plead?"
"We I plead not guilty by way of Insanity," The sound didn't get any louder so Logan assumed that the people had stopped coming towards them. "You guys want to see who heard us?" Logan asked softly throwing his bags over his shoulder again. "Do we really have a choice?" Dyson pointed out before Lucy butt in. "I only want to go if I can have a dress," She pouted earning a growl from Ram. "We need to eat princess, unless you want to die on the way to the mall." Ram pointed out angrily before Logan started to walk towards where he heard the sound coming from. They couldn't be too far if they could hear them. Logan would have to thank Dyson later for hearing that sound over their yelling. As promised after walking a bit, a small fire came into view in the distance. The brunette had stayed in the shadows of the woods, though so he could get to see the people before they saw him, sadly he should have known better than to try and be sneaky with them in the picture...
"Why are we walking in the underbrush, why can't we walk on the beach, sand is better than twigs, brushes, and... BUG!!! ahhh!" She screeched loudly at the ending of her sentence. Logan's arms slumming down now, so much for the element of surprise. "Oh come the ******** on! Lucy get the ******** over it! It's a goddamn bug, you are in the woods. I mean for ******** sake, first the dress,now this!" Ram yelled back in his typical angry deep voice. Logan didn't even try to stop him seeing as their location was probably already discovered. You would have to be completely deaf to have not heard Lucy. "Logan does this mean I get to kill them now?" Dyson said delightfully loving the thought of killing Lucy and Ram. "Kill me? BRING IT ON!" Ram yelled challenged before Logan had to stop his hand. His hand had twitched for his switchblade in his pocket. "No killing for right now," Logan told them softly hearing other voice maybe twenty feet from them. "just be quiet again," He finished still quiet before walking out of the woodland area moving towards the fire maybe he could still have the element of surprise, but he would have to play his cards carefully. Maybe if he pretended he didn't know they were there, they would ignore him too. Then he could double back or something.
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 6:40 pm
Chantler sighed as he watched the two walk away. Probably out of his life for good. There was no way they would take his offer. He made a note of which way they went as he started for the steps to the porch. If he ever got too lonely he could hit the guy on the head with a rock and steal him for a little while. He slumped upstairs to his room and collapsed on his bed. The flicker of the fire on the beach softly illuminated his ceiling and Chantler stared at the motionless ceiling fan until he slowly drifted to sleep.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 5:37 pm
Clarance jumped and squealed a little, almost falling face-first into her newly-made fire as she heard the screech. As she stared in fear over in the direction it came from, shaking yet frozen in place, she idly heard Swen drop what he was doing and run over to her, standing in front of her for protection. He had the knife still in his hand as he stared in the same direction Clarance was, grip tight on the handle of the blade. "S-Swen..," Clarance whimpered from behind him. Swen just shushed her gently and grabbed her hand, holding it tightly. They just stood there in silence, then, waiting for the other person's next move.
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 10:51 pm
"Logan Anthony, you are charged with 15 counts of murder in the first degree , 34 counts of assult with a deadly weapon, and countless charges of disorderly conduct and robbery, How do you plead?"
"We I plead not guilty by way of Insanity," Logan was pretty sure that after the scream and yelling. They were doomed to the fate of being caught, but maybe, maybe all they needed was a better trick. Dyson would definitely be better on lead for this one. “Dyson, I want you to trick them. Don’t hold back.” Logan whispered softly before Dyson laughed almost silently. He had apparently been waiting a good while to get another chance like this. A moment of thought seemed to come into play before Dyson picked up a stick silently and cut up their arms with it. Logan allow it, and keep himself busy with keeping Ram and Lucy quiet. After a few quick cuts were made, Dyson smeared the blood everywhere it would reach. After that he started to wobble getting himself into the character. Then without much warning he shoved his fingers into the back of his throat, easily making himself throw up, but before he actually puked he stumbled out into the open beach well in sight of the two. The brunette’s body reacted by puking up just about what seem like two cups of just pure almost digested yuck. Then Dyson stood back up barely getting up making their body shake on command. “H-Help... me…” He whimpered in pain tears starting to pour from his eyes as he just looked around blindly. “I-I… t-hey- ugh,” Dyson continued in almost a sob to no one in particular it seemed. Then suddenly he collapsed completely into the sand getting dirt and sand into the wounds.
The boy started to shake horribly on the ground screamed out for help like he hadn’t even seen them there, or maybe he forgot they were there already. “Someone! Please! I-I I…” He choked starting to cough. Then somehow, maybe one of Dyson magical tricks, the brunette threw up again. Not as much before, but still enough to make it look completely real, and by then their face was so green from just puking, he really looked terribly sick. “I-I can’t see anything…” He cried making his voice crack on anything. The only thought running through their head now was “Damn... Dyson was better than they thought...”
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2011 5:45 pm
Swen, at the sight of the other and the pleas for help, immediately closed his pocket knife and tucked it into his pocket. He hurried over to the figure, Clarance following closely behind. He picked him up out of the sand so he was sitting up. "Hey! Calm down, I'm not gonna hurt you. Clare! Go boil some water!" he called to her frantically, causing her to turn around and high-tail it back to the fire. She immediately filled their one pot with ocean water and set it up on the fire. Meanwhile, Swen got the unknown figure into his arms and was carrying him down the beach to their hut. "I'm gonna get those cuts cleaned up, alright? Or they'll get infected. Then we'll get some food in you and you can rest a while in our hut," he explained to him softly. "You don't have to tell me what happened. We just need to get you safe for right now," he continued in his soothing voice as he sat the boy down beside the fire. Clarance got their cleanest cloth they had and scooped out a cup of boiling water in a metal measuring cup. She moved over to the two carefully, blowing on the water to try and get it to cool down a bit. "It's really hot..," she told Swen softly, and he nodded. "We can wait a few minutes for it to cool down. Set that down right here, and go pull the pot off of the fire so that'll cool down, too..," he directed her, and she did as he told. While she was carrying the pot over, Swen began to smooth back the boy's hair, whispering that it was going to be alright. Then he began to run his palm up and down the sitting-up boy's back soothingly. "Just give it a minute, and we'll get those cuts all cleaned up and bandaged for you, okay?" he told him with a soft smile, though he figured he couldn't see it. "Clare?" he called softly as she set the pot down, "Can you go get our sheet and rip it into long strips for me? It's the only bandage we have," he asked her, and she nodded, getting to it. "Take a few deep breaths, and tell me your name. I'm Swen. Clarance is my cousin."
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2011 10:13 pm
"Logan Anthony, you are charged with 15 counts of murder in the first degree , 34 counts of assult with a deadly weapon, and countless charges of disorderly conduct and robbery, How do you plead?"
"We I plead not guilty by way of Insanity," Dyson continued to cry shaking his head. "No, Not alright! They're coming for me! My friends are gone! They died! All of of them. Dead! Those things! They weren't even human anymore! T-They, I-I can't see..." He cried starting to sob into the other's shoulder after that hugging the other for 'comfort'. While he was hugging the other, he managed to get the pocket knife of his back pocket and slipped it into his own pocket. "D-Dyson.. is my name... Have you seen my friend? His name is Logan...We have been together forever.. He ran. He said he was going to get help.. I tried to follow, but I couldn't keep up, I can't see...and it was so dark... not even blurs appeared. Just screams... they were dying and I couldn't help them, They're all dead... I killed them..." Dyson cried making a little less than a bit of real sense seeing as he wanted them to think he was in shambles that he was nothing more than a harmless teen that got blinded in a fight of some kind. It was working too seeing as even Logan wanted to believe him.
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2011 11:03 am
"Shh, Dy..," he said soothingly, rubbing his back gently. Then he took hold of his hand and held it out so it was parallel with the ground. "Can I call you Dy?" he asked again in his gentle voice before taking the cooled off but still warm enough water and slowly poured it over the poor boy's wounds to cleanse them. Then, when Clarance came over with the cloth, he took one from her and dampened it, rubbing gently over the wounds to make sure all of the sand was out of his skin. Then he took a dry cloth and carefully wrapped his wounds, firmly tying it so it wouldn't come loose. "There. You're all bandaged up now. Now why can't you see?" he asked him, moving some hair from the boy's face to get a better look at his eyes. He stared intensely at the male's closed eyelids. "Can you open your eyes for me?" he asked him, running a gentle thumb along the boy's cheek bone. His theory was the reason why the boy couldn't see was because, well, he hadn't even opened his eyes since they met. Maybe he was in so much shock, that he didn't realize he had his eyes closed. Maybe he subconsciously did it in order to avoid seeing any of the greusome goings-on that he described.
Meanwhile, Clarance just sat back and watched the scenes play out. She felt really bad for the kid, but there was just something about him... She didn't trust him. She could feel that something was a little off, no matter how convincing his act was. She felt that he wasn't very trustworthy. She would have to talk to Swen about this...
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 4:43 pm
"Logan Anthony, you are charged with 15 counts of murder in the first degree , 34 counts of assult with a deadly weapon, and countless charges of disorderly conduct and robbery, How do you plead?"
"We I plead not guilty by way of Insanity," Dyson continued to shake growing quiet just listening to other. Logan felt someone cold run through him; he couldn't explain it the feeling other than that though. It was bone-chilling. Logan suddenly didn't want to be there anymore, it wasn't worth it. The blue eyes flashed open looking right at Swen, they looked so full of pain and fear, but the thing was it was real. This wasn't a game anymore. Logan pulled away from Swen starting to move back up against a wall. "Dyson, stop this, right now," Logan whimpered, his voice sounding completely different from Dyson. Dyson didn't say anything back with seemed to freak Logan out anymore.
"....Dyson?" He asked after feeling more hot tears running down from his eyes before he looked back at Swen. He looked near hysterics. "Do you know where Dyson when? I have to find him! I'm not me without me..." Logan sobbed before he curled up into himself. "You are a ******** pansy b***h, so what if the b*****d is dead?" Ram said guessing the gig was up. "Can't you tell that he upset right now? Dyson was his friend!" Lucy huffed angrily at Ram and his ignorant ways. Logan just continued to sob ignoring them both. "Hey Princess Pansy, he still has us, I don't see why he has to cry about everything like you," Ram argued back. Their conversation seemed to go on like the Swen and Clarance weren't there. Logan felt so alone though. Ram was right, he wasn't alone in his head just yet, but Dyson was wasn't there.... and if he wasn't did Logan really want to be there?
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