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 Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2008 3:33 pm
*The first room, a bit run down but not too bad. No "Smileys" either but one could hear foot steps above and occasional profanities. Sadly the place was more or less empty of supplies, only thing Ali brought along back out into the corridor was a plastic bag. Now since there were "Smileys" around Ali used hand gestures to direct and converse. Now taking position by the second door at the first floor, Ali pointed at a dark hole just big enough for a person to fit inside. Telling Ziven to crawl inside and hide while he broke down this door and hid. Allowing them to be able to count how many "Smileys" were withing hearing reach.*
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2008 9:49 pm
She arched a brow, not really understanding why he wanted her to hide but she did as was indicated. Sliding in to the spot he indicated, she waited there, still holding her staff.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 3:33 am
* Ali did as firemen would do inside a apartment building on fire and smashed the door lock with the fireaxe, kicking the door open would a loud bang and stepping inside. Going instantly into the nearest corner by the door. Some seconds later "Smilieys", being a total of three armed with bats and knives. Two of them began to roam the corridor, searching. The third walked over to the door opening and peered inside, taking a step inwards afterwards.*
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 11:51 am
Not but a moment later, one of the two came closer to her, noticing her staff which was lying on the floor. Narrowing her eyes, she placed her palms on the floor and with expert precision, she kicked her leg up fast, knocking the knife from the Smilies hand. Her fingers grasping the staff as it howled in pain, shock and upset from being disarmed, this was just enough of a pause for her to stand and, like before, bring the staff down upon the smiley with a sickening crack. The smiley crumpled, having lost consciousness from the force. If the head trauma did not end its life, likely it would bleed out soon. She pocketed the knife that it had dropped and tried to hide again though it would be easy for the second in the hallway or for Ali to see what had happened, they made a big noise and obviously left a huge mess with a dying body.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 12:07 pm
* The "Smiley" that had just about entered the room turned and walked back out just before Ali was about to strike, forcing Ali to follow carefully behind and with the fireaxe ready. Once they were both out into the corridor, Ali swung the axe with all his might and the impact first pushing the smiley to the wall before the axe blade sank in and beheaded the poor lunatic. Leaving only a last "Smiley" down the hall.*
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 12:16 pm
Realizing that storing the knife for later was not the best idea, she quickly retrieved it again, throwing it at the third smiley that was still present. It sunk deep in to one shoulder, but did not slow him as much as she wished it had. After he screamed in pain and withdrew the knife, he threw it back at her. Though she had never played the game, her eyes were keen and her aim was true using her staff, she hit the knife away as if it were a baseball, using the back swing then to smack the smiley in the head. Though he fell to the floor twitching, she knew that would not be enough. She frowned, not liking what she knew she had to do and swiftly brought her staff down, cracking open a third skull for the day. She sighed frustrated that they were needing to do this to survive, wanting to know why they were brought here, how long they would need to remain. Again fetching the knife, she wiped the blood off on the clothes of the smiley it had pierced just a few moments before. Instead of putting it in her pocket, she carefully placed it in between her belt and pants - where it would not harm her, providing that she did not sit fast.
Searching for a moment, her eyes again fell on Ali, seeking guidance, instructions for the next step.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 12:32 pm
* Ali swung the axe up and placed it down over his right shoulder, reaching down after the severed head and then walked over to Ziven, about to speak when a loud static was heard and then a voice over some hidden speakers.* Oh yes!, That is the best material I've seen in months. Oh god, You...two...you've forced me to change boxers. I thought you would fall over and die by the first hunters but I am so happy to be wrong, I'm Mr. Bunny and you two are my main actors in my latest movie!* Ali frowned as he looked around himself, a god damn snuff film. No wonder the cameras were following them so intently, he was recording their progress. Probably even sold the movies he had made around here in the black market even.* Now, time for a little task. Yesterday there were two other actors but sadly one of them got killed on the second floor and the other one is on the third floor in room 302. She has something you'll need to move on, I do hope you two have strong stomachs. You'll need them. Also keep on slaughtering the others, clear out the entire building and I'll give you two a small bonus. Ta-ta little ones.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 1:23 pm
Frowning deeply, she looked all around, not understanding where the voice was coming from or why it seemed so .. gleeful. Turning to Ali, she looked as if she were pouting. "The sound of this is most displeasing. Do we continue as directed or .. shall we be more creative." she asked, her face calm, impassive.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 3:09 pm
We won't be able to do much without our magic.* Ali lifted up the head somewhat and studied it for a few moments, tossing it down the corridor afterwards.* Let's see what this important item is and then afterwards we can get creative, I'm thinking high-jacking a car And/or find some firearms.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 3:26 pm
She pursed her lips, clearly disgusted, not liking the way this was going. She bobbed her head, agreeing to his advice. "Yes, let us go on." she said softly, following after him. "Has this ever happened to you before?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 3:34 pm
No, this is my first time in snuff movie. Even so as long as I got my axe and machete and stay ready for anything, We'll be fine...I guess. * Ali smiled at her, before he looked up the staircase leading to the second floor. The Janitor was there to greet them it seemed, hanging by his feet from the ceiling at the top of the stairs. A shame he couldn't give them a hand, since they were missing.* Seems like Mr. Bunny didn't even force people out of this city, just armed the lunatics and set them free.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 3:43 pm
"This is horrible. I would enjoy very much to find the voice and see it never speaks again." she said, now feeling nothing but angry toward this Mr Bunny fellow. Following close to Ali, she continued to watch their back as well as in front of them. "Where might we find this room 302?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 4:30 pm
Third floor* Ali narrowed his eyes as he walked out into another corridor, noticing the body sitting up by the wall in the far corner with a arm gone. Poor people, probably never saw it coming. Kinda like the Smiley that had opened the door on Ali's right without a sound and was hurling himself towards him with a meat cleaver.*
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 4:36 pm
She nodded and pressed on, looks of sympathy crossing her face for every victim she crossed. As they continued and found more bodies, she started ranting under her breath in the ancient language. Finally on the third floor, she took the knife from her pants again and looked to Ali with a fierce look of determination. "The suffering .. the violence .. we shall avenge them all." she said assertively. If there was one thing she could not stand, it was those who preyed on the weak or innocent.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 4:48 pm
Son of a!...* Ali spoke through gritted teeth as a smiley was over him and trying to chop his head while holding onto Ali's fireaxe, On the third raise of the meat cleaver Ali brought his head up and slammed into the smiley face mask of the "Smiley". Hearing the crunch of bone that had to be his nose and feel the "Smiley" roll off due to the sudden injury. Allowing Ali to stand up and chop down at him again and again and again, stopping only once a droplet of blood flew up and hit his left eye. As if Ali wasn't blood enough by the first and second kill, he sure looked like it now.* Yeah, gotta hate the violence.
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