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| Who is champion? Chris Powell vs Danielle Baptiste |
| Chris Powell |
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| Danielle Baptiste |
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| Total Votes : 8 |
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 Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 1:53 pm
Danielle turned her head to the left, she could hear the strange voice coming form the other room. It sounded like a pressed famine voice. Perhaps Mrs. Powell had a cold?
Quietly she walked in her heals clicking on the hard woor floor until she reached the carpet the chair was in. But it was acing the fire place and Mrs. Powell's back was to her.
"Hello Mrs' Powell." Danielle's voice was soft and kind. but still she waited for the older lady to face her. "It's a please to meet you. Thank you for inviting me into your home."
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 2:06 pm
*The large chair faced the fire. Danielle could only tell the figure in it was in a dress with gray hair as it leaned forward to poke the logs in the fireplace with a poker.*
Well, well, well. You're the girl my Christopher has just been gushing over. He has big plans for you. Marriage. Traveling across the country in a Winnebago. Seeing the United States. Yes, yes, big plans.
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He says I'll be coming but I know the truth. I knew it as soon as I heard you were trying to get into MY kitchen. You want to take my boy from me. Take him and put me in a home. Well a son needs his mother! Not a...a....A DIRTY BIRD LIKE YOU!
*The figure slowly stood and Danielle could see that Chrisopher's 'mother' was holding a large knife in 'her' hand. 'Her' face in shadows from the crackling fire, 'Mrs Powell' slowly advanced on Danielle.*
Mother knows how to deal with dirty birds, yes, yes, she does! Pluck the feathers. Snap the neck. CUT...OFF...THE...HEAD!
*Bellowing "Cut off the head!", the figure lunged for Danielle. She was able to see the face of her attacker. It was Christopher Powell...dressed as his own mother compete with a wig.*
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 2:16 pm
"AHHHH!!!"
Danielle shrieks in horror at the sight of 'Mother'! It was Christopher!!He had a knife!
She had no choice but to run!! She bumped into the table with her cake on it, both of them falling to the floor. She scrambles to her feet once again.
Taking off as face as she could she ran to the front door swinging it open! And running off into the rain. There was a storm outside, but somehow none of that mattered now.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 2:22 pm
*Howling in rage, 'Mother' burst from the front door with the gleaming knife. As Danielle ran, she heard her attacker sing into the night.*
I feel pretty
Oh so pretty
I feel pretty and witty and bright,
And I pity any girl who isn't me tonight.
Cause I feel stabby
Oh so stabby
You should find it alarming how stabby I feel
And you're going to be the girl I stab tonight!
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 2:32 pm
"AHHH!! GET AWAY FROM ME!!"
Danielle continues to run in her now wet dress, the heave material was really slowing her down. It was surprising how fast "Mother" was keeping up. Especially that she wasn't Mother at all but her far younger some that was going to kill her.
No! No. she would not die here tonight. She would not allow it. She just had to find a way to get Christopher back. Or stop him in his tracks.
Taking a swift turn she decided to go back to the house. It would be easier to loose him there!
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 2:38 pm
*'Mother' had lost track of Danielle in the rain. That girl had to die. SHE HAD TO! Christopher would always be hers. Yes, yes, always. Forever and ever.
There was a flash of movement and 'Mother' saw that Danielle had circled her and ran back towards the house. NO! That was her house! How dare she!? First, Christopher and now her house! This little slut was trying to everything from her.
'Mother' screamed and ran after Danielle.*
I'll clip your wings, you dirty bird! CLIP THEM AND STAB YOU DEAD!
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 2:59 pm
Bolting inside she slams the door shut and locks it, then hurrily knocks over the table stand by the door.
Running to the basement door she quickly opens, to trick mother with it, then runs upstairs hoping there's a phone on the bed room, and she would call the police.
She takes the stairs two at a time and sneaks into the largest bedroom.
What she finds laying on the bed nearly made her cry out in horror! She yelps softly, quickly covering her mouth at the sight of the body laying on the bed.
When she hears a sound she takes off once again to the bed room's bathroom.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 3:12 pm
*'Mother' couldn't get through her own front door! That little b***h had locked it! Oh, she would pay, yes, yes! She would take her time with this one. None of the others had run like this...none of them had defied her like this! They all went quietly when confronted them
Circling the house, 'Mrs Powell' went to the cellar doors and let herself into the fruit cellar. She quickly hurried up the stairs and into the house proper. She was searching the ground floor when Christopher confronted her.*
Mother! Leave her alone! I love her!
You're a disgusting, filthy boy! Trying to run off with that little slut! But I'll fix it, I'll make you never leave your mother!
Run, Danielle! Get the police!
Shut up, you horrible child!
*The voices, both coming out Chrisopher's mouth, echoed through the house.*
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 3:31 pm
She pulled the phone close to her and called the police as fast as she could!
"Please help me! I'm trapped inside a house with a killer on the loose. He's crazy and trying to kill me!"
The dispatcher asked the the adress that she quickly gave, along with her exact location.
Then she hung up trying to slow her breathing and keep quite. Suddenly she realized there was a small window to the side, only problem was that she was on the top floor with a two story drop.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 3:48 pm
*The cross dressing Christopher stormed up the stairs still arguing with himself. He staggered from room to room, the two personalities fighting for control. 'Mother' wouldn't be sated until Danielle was dead and Christopher refused to let the woman he though he loved die.*
If you kill her, I'll never speak to you again!
But we'll still be together!
I...I'll you, Mother! I will!
You couldn't harm a fly, Christopher! You're weak! You're nothing without me. NOTHING!
*He entered the master bedroom. The corpse of his real mother lay on the bed. He stopped in the middle of the room, staring at the corpse.*
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 3:53 pm
Hearing him enter the room, Dani peeked her eye thought the bottom of the cracked door, covering her mouth with her hand all she could do was look, and listen and wait.
She prayed that he didn't find her and that the police would find her alive.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 4:05 pm
*Christopher's head slowly craned around and looked towards the bathroom. Grinning maniacally, he charged into the bathroom!*
HELLO, DEARIE!
*He raised the knife high above Danielle but suddenly stopped. A strangle look passed over his face.*
Christopher? What are you doing, Christopher?
You...you will not hurt her! No more girls should die because of you!
Christopher, Mother's Little Angel...let Mother take care of this. And everything can go back to normal. I know what's best...
Mother...no...
DO WHAT I SAY, BRAT!
*The knife rose into the air again and it descended quickly. Instead of finding Danielle's tender flesh, Christopher stabbed himself in the stomach. The knife was buried to the hilt and he fell to his knees.*
What have you done!?
I am so sorry, Danielle. Mother can't hurt you now.
What...what have you d-done?
*Christopher slumped to the floor.*
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 4:23 pm
"AAHHH!!"
Danielle screamed at the glimmer of the knife high in the air about the end her existence. When she opened her eyes again. When did she close them? She witnessed Christopher arguing with himself and plunge the knife deep inside his own belly!!
"Oh My God!!"
Danielle screamed in horror again tonight, she hesitated to help the man, fear ful it was a trick. But she could not watch and do nothing.
"What have you done?"
She gasps reaching to get the phone and call and ambulance. The police should have arrived shortly.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 4:40 pm
Kill...you...dirty...bird...
Saved...you...my...love...
*Christopher's face contorted with pain and his eyes closed for the final time. There was a bang downstairs and police charged into the house. Two officers burst into the master bedroom and leveled their pistols at Dani.*
Freeze!
Oh my God. She killed Mr. Powell.
Why's he wearing a dress?
Who knows? Arrest her!
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 5:02 pm
"NO! No!"
Danielle screams as she was being rough handed by tho police.
"I didn't do it. Please! He's crazy!"
Yeah? Well look what we found!
He tosses down the bag of money she hit under the bed.
"This poor guy prolbaly found out about you! Then you kill him!"
"What? NO that's not what happened at all!!" She said as they took her away nearing the police car.
"Yeah, what were you palnning on stealing form him too!"
"Just couldn't get your grubby little hands off could you!"
"Please! You have to listen to me!"
"Oh sweetie? Don't you understand by now? They won't listen to you..."
Suddenly Danielle's eyes widened with fear, that voice she'd heard it all before. It was--
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