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 Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2016 11:17 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2016 11:23 pm
 Akirs walked in wiping the blood off his hands on to his black pants. The silence was menacingly loud to most but he just ignored it his foot steps echoed in the hall "Father forgive me for i have killed yet another man." he said stretching out his arms twirling around letting out a small chuckle. what couldn't be seen was the tears streaming down his face, because it was hidden by the mask. He walked slowly down the isles his hands gently touching the wood as he walked by "Karma for my sins, suffering for the injustice and killings i have inflicted. Is that why they died!?" he laughed again, this time histaricaly. than stopped as he was 1/2 way towards the alter. "Forgive me father for i have sinned is but a joke, I've killed sinners, carried out a cause our great benevolent lord abandoned. but for what..." He started walking again "I've seen, I've done, I lived, I've become. While our god fails i succeed but because of my succession I'm punished." he looked around the, whole place was empty yet he continued to talk to his self "Am I a sinner?-" he ran toward the alter and slammed his hands down hard on it the volume of it echoing threw out the cathedral "Or am I the next GOD?!" he smiled maniacally under his mask. Akira turned around and sat down on the alter. He laid down on the alter and looked up at the ceiling closing his eyes behind his mask resting listening to the sounds around him listening intently for foot prints if anyone came for him.To anyone else who walked in it looked like he was either dead or fast asleep, but mostly dead an laying spread out on top of an alter. "God or Sinner?" he whispered softly.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2016 2:13 am
Robert Jones  Roberts night couldn't have been better so far. He had been in the back of the transport van when suddenly the car went off the road, by some miracle of god or some other divine being looking out for him he was unhurt. The guard on the other hand had been killed, and thrown right by his side for him to grab the key and free himself, as well as arm himself with the hand gun. The poor driver had opened the door to check on his friend and had been met with a swift bullet between the eyes, a lucky shot on Roberts part, seeing as he had only shot a gun a few times in his life. Something was definitely looking out for him tonight. Though on this night something had seemed off, there were police sirens all around, at first he feared they had heard of his escape and were coming for him, but when a police car sped past him he realized it was not for him, or again something looking out for him. At first he wasn't sure where he should go, he wandered around a bit before he ended up in front of the church. Standing in front of the church he realized he was still wearing his prison jumpsuit, anyone who watched the news would know his face, and wearing a bright orange jumpsuit would make it that much more obvious who he was. Or at least make it obvious he was up to no good. Churches always had a big box of donation clothes. He had always been an atheist but his luck tonight seemed like some kind of strange divine intervention. As he entered the church he chuckled lightly at the thought that something might be looking out for him tonight. His laugh echoed in the seemingly empty church. He gave a quick look around hoping the box of clothes would be in easy access, but it was not. That's when he spotted the man laying on the alter. Pausing for a moment he weighed his options, he could easily just shoot the man, but leaving a trail of bodies wasn't a smart move for escaping. Slowly he began making his way towards the man, his foot steps echoing loudly. Perhaps the man was drunk, passed out and he wouldn't even notice him. Hoping that was the case he cautiously walked forward, gun in hand.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2016 3:07 am
There are many positive things to wearing a mask, the main one being looking right at a person and them not even knowing it. Akira opened his eyes and sized up the guy that was walking toward him with a gun and a prison jump suit, oh what fun this will be he thought, the god receives his first worshiper. eventually he got bored of the cautiousness this man lacked with his heavy foot steps and also how he tried to be. He turned his head over to the man making his gaze more obvious "Have you come to worship me as the New God or the Greatest Sinner?" the mans outfit didn't even phase him in the slightest. He raised his body slowly off the alter and sat up looking at the man and swung his legs down toward the ground and stood up, he was tall and his chest was covered in tattoos. "Do you know who I am?" Akira leaned against the alter talking in the mans face fidgeting with the sharp chain around his hips. "I'm being to self centered right now so maybe destruction god, the god of death and calamity, or a human sinner gone to far..." he mumbled more to his self than anyone else. he looked at the man now clearly not afraid of his gun with either showed a uniquely high level of bravery or stupidity, either way he was smiling.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2016 12:52 pm
Robert Jones Roberet continued walking forward until he saw the mans head turn, he froze in place and slightly raised the gun at him. He frowned as he heard the man babble about him being a 'new god' and asking about worship. The man was either very drunk, on some heavy drugs or just insane. In his experience, saying you were a god was one of the tell tale signs of being insane. He frowned as the man as he mumbled to himself more about gods and other nonsense. He could kill the man, he probably wouldn't be missed. Seeing as he was hanging out in a church mumbling about being a 'new god',Robert just assumed he was an insane homeless man. Most likely no friends or family. But still that trail of bodies, then again at this point was a trail of bodies better or worse than witnesses? He raised his gun and aimed it at the man, "Sorry sir, 'fraid I don't know who you are, and sorry to say I'm in quite the scurry hurry. You should of just stayed asleep. Say hello to your Gods for me." he said with a cheery smile and pulled the trigger. The gun let out a deafening bang, but the bullet missed horribly and embeded itself into the cross behind him. He cursed loudly, his ears ringing. He fired again, and again missed. It seemed his god of luck had abandoned him tonight. Not knowing anything about guns, he wasn't even sure how many bullets he had left and wanted to make sure he had enough for a real threat. He looked around frantically for another weapon.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2016 3:34 pm
Akira laughed when the man shot at him and missed "A man after my own heart, shoot first ask questions later." he just kept leaning there staring at the man holding the gun. "That no hesitation and that zero ability to care is beautiful so ill give you three choice, one leave right now and never let me see your face again-" he takes off the sharp chain whip around his hips and holds it so it drags on the ground "Two I help you elevate your head from your shoulders" he walked towed him so he was standing directly in front of the man. He slapped the gun out of his hand sending it scuttling on the ground than grabbed the mans neck and with enough force shoved him, pinning him to the ground and got on top of him holding him down with his body weight. "I eat little punks like you for breakfast, i maybe a sinner but I'm also a god of the underworld when a little kid like you is able to kill me hell will have frozen over. So let me give you your final choice. How about you stop acting like a idiot firing off a gun because your drawing attention." he looked into his eyes angrily but also still smileng.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2016 4:09 pm
Robert Jones Robert eyed the chain wearily and looked around frantically for anything he could use for a weapon, but there was only bibles and empty pews. He aimed the gun at the mans face but before he could pull the trigger the gun was thrown from his hand. Cursing himself for not pulling the trigger as the man walked towards him, he attempted to strike the man but was grabbed by the neck and thrown to the ground. He let out a cry of pain and let out a stream of vulgar curse words. He had never been over powered before, then again he never went after people bigger or stronger than him. Thoughts of what to do raced through his head, sadly he was clearly helpless. The only thing he could do was try to talk to the man, which would be hard seeing as Robert just tried to shoot him. "Look, sir. I apologize for shooting at you, just I'm in a mighty fine predicament. I just need some normal clothes from the donation box and I'll be out of your hair, you never have to see or hear of me again. " he said weakly struggling under the man.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2016 5:48 pm
Akira took his apology as more of an insult than anything else " I hate weaklings your a disgrace you hold a gun you use it to kill, you don't apologize for failing, you just get up and keep fighting and trying to kill what ever you tried to kill." he would spit in his face if he wasn't wearing a mask right now. He listened as the man continued to speak and he had to stifle his laugh. "A gun you used to try and kill me with and all you wanted were clothes?" He obviously found this very amusing. He leaned down and whispered in his ear "If you had landed even one of thought shots you would had been dead before you hit the ground." Akira got up off the man and walked around, he figured if he got the clothes the man would bugger off. He walked over and grabbed the donation box in the attic using the stairs in the room behind the alter. Akira came back down humming the song Gosiple but stopped as he came back to the alter. Than he violently threw the box at the man. "Now you have all you wanted leave and get out, i don't need wimps like you here" The last thing he did was go and grab the gun on the floor before returning to the alter to sit down. He fastened the chain around his hips before looking back down the large corridor the gun under his hand resting on the alter.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2016 9:19 pm
Robert Jones Robert tried to control his rage at the man talking down to him.He wished he could see his face so he could come back some day, show him what kind of 'whimp' he really was. As the man got off him he stood up rubbing his now sore neck. One thing the man said did worry him though, the gun shots most likely did draw attention. Meaning he had to leave as soon as he could. He caught the box of clothes and dug through finding some that would fit him. Finding a basic hoodie with a popular cartoon character on it and some jeans he began to strip his clothes off scowling, thinking of how he could find this man some day and kill him. Find him when he thought he was safe and comfortable, maybe even when he was an old man, Robert could wait. If his escape was successful that was. Suddenly the door to the church slammed open and a flashlight was pointed directly at him along with a gun. "Freeze! Hold it right there. Turn around arms in the air" Robert muttered out a curse word and felt his hopes sink. His shoulders slumped and he turned around and raised his arms up in the air, wearing only his boxer shorts. "Suspect found, unarmed church requesting back-." The officer let out a piercing scream as a woman grabbed him from behind and bit the officer in the neck. The was missing half her face and ripped a chunk out of the officers throat. The police officer let out gurgling sound and tried to stop the bleeding by holding his neck, but the woman went in for another bite taking off the mans nose. Robert wasn't sure what was going on but a wide smile broke across his face, until the officer stopped moving and the woman turned her attention on him. She began slowly shambling towards him.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2016 9:47 pm
Akira watched the police officer come in and than meat his brutal end " see unnecessary gun fire. "Hmmm and here i was about to shoot the officer in the head... how sad." he seemed un fazed by the death of the man, the canabilism how ever left a knot in his stomach. Akira pushed his self off the alter holding the gun in his left hand with his right arm he took off the chain around his waist he than walked over to the partial naked man. Akira wrapped his left arm around the man waist and pulled him close to him tightly "Not that i don't like the view, quite the contrary in fact." he looked at the man in his boxer than turned his attention back to the zombie who was making his way towards him. "Your a defenseless little stray puppy and oh how i do have a soft spot for strays." he glared at the perceived threat that shambled over to him. He had felt with them before but now he had more of an idea for what it was. Akira pulled his right arm back and waited for the zombie to move closer and closer. to the point if it could jump right at them it would kill both of them. He slashed the zombies head in 1/2 right threw the brain killing it in one stroke the single zombie collapsing to the ground "guess it dies like everything else." he looked at the man he was still holding "What do you think pup? easier or harder to kill than a cop? both seem stupid to me and very much beneath me." Diet Right so when the cop turns we can defiantly refer to it as zombies now right?
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2016 11:08 pm
Robert Jones "A swift shot in the head might have made for a better death." Robert said with a small smile. He felt an odd unfamiliar fluttering in his stomach when the man grabbed him by the waist that made him feel rather uncomfortable. A small flash of anger went through him again when he was compared to a 'defenseless puppy', despite that in this situation he was rather defenseless. Robert placed his hand on his chin and stared down at the corpse. "Well, I'd have to say easier to kill seeing as it didn't have a gun." he gave the girl a small kick in it's head to see the side of the face that was missing. "Looks like her face has half been chewed off. ******** drug addicts" He pulled away from the man and walked away from him towards the fallen officer. "Speaking of guns, don't worry I wont try to shoot you again." he said with a light chuckle and leaned down to grab the gun that was close to the dead man. A loud unearthly groan escaped the lips of the man and it's hand shot out and grabbed his leg it's mouth reaching for his ankle. "Well, seems like the girl was much easier to kill, this guys still kicking." he shot at the man in the back, right in the spine but it's grip didn't loosen. A small wave a panic shot threw him as the creature tried to bite his ankle. He gave it a swift kick in the face and jumped back pulling his ankle away from it. The guy rose slowly to his feet and Robert shot it again, this time in the chest. The man- no this thing wasn't a man, didn't even flinch. "Well...this is a strange development." he said with a bit of worry in his voice as he took a few steps back closer to the man in the mask.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2016 11:36 pm
Akira sighed this man clearly had the memory span of a gold fish, bcause even though he just said guns drew attention he was suggesting to use a gun. "What concept of attract unwanted attention do you not understand. It's a very simple thing to grasp yet your failing horribly at it." he shook his head disapprovingly but followed the man as he walked toward the dead girl. Akira watched and decided to add insult to injury or in aa better case salt to the wound "I'm not worried about you shooting me you'd just miss again." he watched the almost naked man walk around, than eventually he followed with his eyes to the corps of the cop. Akira watched the whole scene unfold as the guy ended up firing off the gun again falling to kill the cop. This has the classic horror movie feel all over it. "You know if you can't kill even just one guy your pretty useless as a human being. Seriously the guys barely walking he's slower than a crippled or old person yet you can't even kill him." he walked over to Robert taking his time and this time severed the cops head from his neck. "And God once again smites down another of the demons over taken by darkness" The cops head rolled over forwards them yet it was still moving and clamping it's jaw. This made Akira raise an eyebrow "Or not" he raised his leg and his steel toed black combat boots and smashed the cops head in, blood splattering everywhere. Akira after dealing with the problem turned his attention back to the man standing near him "Guess I saved the little pup again." his voice was joking as he started to walk toward one of the side doors. Making it seem like he was going to abandon the man.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 12:20 am
Robert Jones Robert scowled at the man, "Hey, I shot that guy in the back and in the chest, by all means, he should have been dead. I know how to kill people. " As the creatures severed head continued to snap at them he backed away a bit from it. "What in the seven hells.." This reminded him of an old zombie movie he saw on tv as a child, but that was fantasy. Theres no way something like that could happen in reality. And yet...he stared down at the now caved in skull. His shots should have killed him, and no woman would be able to walk around with half her face gone, even while on heavy on drugs. As the man in the mask began to walk away he couldn't stop himself from speaking, "Wait, something...strange is going on. " and seeing as how Robert had no weapon that he could properly use, and this man had already killed two of them , he hated to admit it to even himself but he just might need this man. " Maybe we should, not sure how to put this but...accompany each other? At least until we know what is going on." he said reluctantly.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 12:41 am
Cuz i tottaly want to travel around with a nudist beach fanatic Akira thought to his self. "I seem to do better on my own, you how ever only seem like a hinderance, and more of a problem than your worth. Plus a god like me doesn't need you." he said stoping and turning around looking at the man. Akira didn't have time for this if his theory of whats going on was true it would be more tiresome and troublesome to look after another person exspeshily some one who couldn't grasp the concept of don't fire a loud gun. He wiped off the blood on the chain he had on his black pants, cleaning it off. He put it around his hips making it look like another belt. It clipped easily into place but also sagged slightly like his other belts. "In truth you need me, thats the only reason your even saying this. Why don't you go and fend for your self like every other human on this planet." he started to walk towards the man slugishly. "Pup you got nothing i haven't got and you also got no skills at all that are useful as shown in your failed attempt at killing me." he chuckled at that, ah memories. He looked the man over again Akira could only see how pathetic the guy looked right now. he turned and walked forwards to the side door and reached for the handle. Akira stopped and sighed if he left this man here the guy was most likely going to die. God the man was pathetic. he turned his head slightly taking one last glance than gave up but he was going to be having so much fun with this. "Beg" was the only word that came out of his mouth "Beg for it little pup." he said in a serious voice.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 2:08 am
Robert Jones Thoughts of how to kill the man flooded into his mind again. He hated the fact that it was obvious that he needed the man. Robert stormed over to the clothes he picked out and began putting them on, he wouldn't beg in boxers, he weighed the options on whether or not he'd beg. On one hand, he only had the gun and didn't know how to use it very well, on the other hand as long as he could find a blunt heavy object he could do well on his own. Maybe. Now dressed he stood and turned towards the man a frown on his face. He had killed a few people by bashing them over the head, sure it had been an accident in the throws of passion, he normally liked to take his time with the victims. So he knew he could hit a head hard enough to kill whatever these things were. "Oh please sir, I beg of you- now how does this all go again?" He said in a voice heavy with sarcasm. "I'll do anything! I wont even tell the police! No no, thats not it." He put on a fake apologetic smile. "The begging I hear is normally similar to that. Do you even watch the news? Read a news paper? Go online? Do you even know who I am?" His case had been heavily published, being a tv chef for years reveled as one of the most notorious serial killers in this decade.
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