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Post by ;; taito - shion on May 31, 2010 19:50:27 GMT -5
the bench was occupied by a lone yandere, staring at the ground. he felt quite murderous this fine morning, in his hand, his ice pick. taito watched the ground, for any walking shoes. whoever passed him by would get the rage he had bottled up from sleeping on this bench in the rain. when nobody did pass by, he stood up and wandered around, hands in his pocket and eyes fixed onto the ground. the unfriendly clicking of his boots sounded out, echoing almost, as this area of the park was empty, with only the yandere occupying it.
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Post by alex hyasha on May 31, 2010 19:58:32 GMT -5
A rather tall boy meandered through the park towards his home, where his younger sister was probably waiting. Cheryl's gonna kill me... I'm late again, he sighed inwardly, running his fingers absently through his coal-black hair. He wasn't really paying attention to where he was going, just walking towards his house. It was just on the other side of this park, really. The only thing he noticed was a strange lack of people here today. Because of the rain? He looked up, towards the gray-blanketed sky, and held out his hand, managing to catch a raindrop.
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Post by ;; taito - shion on May 31, 2010 20:03:44 GMT -5
without noticing, taito walked straight into alex. Snarling loudly, an ice pick was draw and defensively slicing a line into the back of his neck. His blood-red eyes shown with a murderous glint, he narrowed them until they looked close to snake eyes, and took a step back, wanting his own personal space.
Even though he was going to kill this boy, right here, and right now. If he didn't explain why he 'oh-so-rudely walked' into the yandere, Alex would suffer a quick, and rather painful death.
Complete with the removal of limbs and the such.
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Post by alex hyasha on May 31, 2010 20:15:45 GMT -5
Alex's eyes widened as a boy, younger than him, ran into him and cut him with an icepick. "Ow!" he yelped, backing away. His eyes gleamed with fear, and he reached up, touching the wet spot on his neck. The wound was thin, thankfully. "I-I don't want any trouble," he stammered, his voice echoing the quiet tone of his sister's.
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Post by ;; taito - shion on May 31, 2010 20:27:11 GMT -5
a small voice came out instead of the expected quiet, gruff voice. ".. than.. why? Why did you run into me?" he sneered, narrowing his eyes, the weapon pointing again at his chest. "I will cause.. more damage.. I will.. kill you." he sneered, narrowing his eyes more. Blood leaked out of an open scar on his arm from the sudden movement of slicing a thin line on this boy's neck. Another snarl escaped his lips after a second, an unfriendly sign.
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Post by alex hyasha on May 31, 2010 20:30:18 GMT -5
His eyes went huge with horror and fear, and he stumbled back another step. He's going to kill me? The thought struck him as odd at first. He'd never been... Confronted and attacked like this. He'd never been in a fight before! How could he expect to live?! He didn't answer the younger boy's question, instead looking at him through frightened eyes.
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Post by ;; taito - shion on May 31, 2010 20:37:51 GMT -5
he look this fear as amusement. Taito snickered and let his arm drop, which ended up with the blood leaking out more, ".. Death? You chose death?" his voice grew amused as he titled his head, an insane look coming onto his face, complete with the smile. ".. I.. I can give you... death.." raising his arm again, he grabbed the boy's arm, janking at it roughly, with unnoticed strength. One with such a tiny body could not have this much.. strength, could he? Apparently so. With another pull, he took his other hand, the one holding the weapon, and raised it, than sent it down, aiming for veins.
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Post by alex hyasha on May 31, 2010 20:42:25 GMT -5
Alex cried out in pain as the ice pick stabbed through his arm, leaving blood to spatter on the sidewalk. He tried desperately to jerk his arm away. "I don't wnat to fight!" he yelped. How could this day get any worse? Oh yeah. He could die.
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Post by ;; taito - shion on May 31, 2010 20:47:52 GMT -5
Taito's smile twitched a bit as he just dug it in deeper, and deeper, until there was obvious blood dripping out of the wound. With another powerful yank, Taito was literally face-to-face, nose touching Alex's. With literally no warning, he allowed it to dig deep into his neck, a vein.
It's safe to say he's gone nuts.
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Post by alex hyasha on May 31, 2010 20:52:20 GMT -5
Alex felt pain in his neck, could feel the warm blood flowing freely. He felt his body start to go limp, and couldn't control his actions anymore. Cheryl... His thoughts flashed to his sister, waiting for him at home, before a crimson wave washed over his eyes. He fell forwards- no, his body fell forwards. He wasn't sure what was going on. But he was pretty sure he was dying.
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Post by ;; taito - shion on May 31, 2010 21:13:43 GMT -5
With great precision, he placed the ice pick in his mouth. He moved his other hand and slammed the side of his hand into his neck, repeating it until he heard a crack, a sign that his neck had broken. As soon as he accomplished that, he felt calm, and he stared down at the mess letting it fall to the ground. Taito stepped over it and sat back down on his bench, staring at the sky.
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Post by alex hyasha on May 31, 2010 21:18:05 GMT -5
Alex's body fell forwards limply. He was dead. His neck broken, his body bled out. His normally pale complexion completely white now. Blood spread out in a crimson pool around him, or rather the body. Because a dead person isn't alive to respond to their names. If that made sense.
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