Who feels like doing a soap?
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Thread Topic: Who feels like doing a soap?
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(I return. you still here?)
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(I am now.)
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(Yay! Go then?)
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(Sure. Who first?)
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(I'll go. By the way- if your charrie killed 30 people, wouldn't he have recieved the death penalty?)
Carnival wandered the darkened streets of the city. She glanced around her. There were a few small noises, and too many places for people to hide. She hated it. but ignored it. She kept walking, clutching her gun tightly in her fist. -
(He if he wasn't proven to be insane, he would've.)
Isaac chuckled insanely as he bit into the corpse's throat, tearing out his adams apple. He quickly swallowed it and rose to his feet, licking the blood from his lips. 'Well, that's that.' he shrugged, still snickering. -
(He's kind of screwed up, huh?)
Carnival could feel eyes on her. She moved closer to a wall so that she had less sides to guard. She pulled her gun to her chest and looked around more closely.
"If anyone is there, I'm warning you not to come any closer, or I'll blow your brains out." she threatened the shadows in a smooth voice. -
(VERY screwed up.)
Suddenly, the maniacal killer spun around, startled. 'Who the Hell is there?' he growled. -
Carnival stopped where she was. She couldn't tell whether the sound she had heard should alarm her. She glanced around again. When she looked up, there was a big black bird on a feeble wire above her. She quickly took aim and shot it down. It fell with a hollow thud at her feet.
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'Oh, I see how this is.' Isaac growled to himself, watching from afar as the blackbird collapsed. 'A warning shot, eh?'
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Carnival raked her gaze over the surrounding streets. The bird lay dead in front of her. She stared at it, agitated. She hated not knowing what was around her. But after the riots, and the wars, most cities had been left without food or water or light, and those ones soon turned into cities which did not know civilization. This whole scene was like a horror movie. She waited for any kind of reaction.
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'Fine.' he snarled and tossed a knife in the air. It hit a starling that flew nearby. He smirked when he heard that satisfying squawk as it pierced the bird's heart. It fell through the air, landing infront of the stranger.
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(By the way, Carnival doesn't want anyone to know she's a girl, because people will more likely attack someone they think is weak, so she covers herslef up with a cloak and talks in an unnaturally deep voice. Just saying.)
Carnival stared at the dead sparrow that fell down next to her blackbird. Her eyes widened.
"Do you hope to threaten me?" she muttered quietly. She kicked the small bird away and it was immediately stolen by a stray dog. She watched the mutt disappear, then looked more closely for her guest. -
(Okay. That sounds pretty cool!)
'No.' he replied, calmly. 'Just showing you what I may be able to do, if I'm provoked.' The stray mongrel ran past him, as if trying to escape. Isaac grabbed the dog's tail and pulled it back. He took the bird away and removed the knife, then gave the bird back and set the dog free. 'I don't wanna forget this, no siree.' he muttered to himself. -
Carnival heard a reply from a mean sounding voice. She was startled. Had he heard her? She pulled the gun up so it pressed against her cheek.
"Show yourself, wretch!" she called, disguising her voice, and hurting her throat trying too hard.
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