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PostSubject: The Killers strike back   Thu Jul 05, 2012 7:37 pm

Morning came faster than seemed normal, even by the standards of a gang member. The previous night, the gang had found a clearing among the trees to settle in, and plan on how to get Daggerdeath back. Meatcleaver had already given everyone their instructions the night before, including ones for himself. Johnny, not feeling inclined to argue, accepted them, put down his pack, and fell asleep. He was so sleep-deprived, he didn't think he'd wake up for another couple days. But that wasn't how it worked. At first light, Johnny's internal clock had woken him, since that was when he usually woke. After eating one power bar, Johnny picked up the red ink and paper given to him, sat down against the base of a tree, and thought about how best to communicate with Daggerdeath.

Meatcleaver had told him to adress it to Clove, not Daggerdeath, so Johnny carefully wrote her name, then paused. He needed to make something specific enough so that she would know it was them, but vague enough so only she would understand it. This would prove to be a challenge. While Johnny was sure he could do it, he wanted to make it exactly right, so that Meatcleaver wouldn't find a problem with it. Feeling restless, the last thing Johnny wanted to do was sit down for an extended period of time, so he allowed his thoughts to wander, if only for a few moments.

He couldn't tell if the others were still asleep, as he had chosen a tree that blocked his view of them. He worked best alone, with everything, and if there were other people around, even his gang, it distracted him, and didn't let him do things to the best of his ability. He thought about Meatcleaver's intructions for everyone else, and knew that they were well suited for each individual person, which wasn't by accident. Glamour, his twin, had good aim, and could be assured to deliver the notes to the right place. Meatcleaver was the strongest of the group, and would be sure to find someone willing to...meet his demands. Brawler...well, Johnny admitted he didn't know as much about her as he did his sister, but he knew she would complete the task assigned quickly and thoroughly. As for Johnny, he could be counted on to write the best notes he could, and not let the gang down.

With that settled, Johnny focused back on the empty paper in front of him. He decided to just vaguely say something only Daggerdeath would know, something about the gang. He didn't need to say they were here, that much was obvious. He decided to write a few different notes, just in case. People might get suspicious if the same thing kept popping up all over the place. Well, they'll still get suspicious, but even less so. Johnny wrote quickly, but still tried to make everything as neat as possible. This is what he came up with:

Clove-
Meatcleaver's getting uneasy from stomach.

Clove-
Glamour had fun with her usual hobby.

Clove-
Johnnyboy is tired from tracking old scents.


Johnny was sure 3 notes would be enough for now. He could always make more later, anyway. Satisfied with what he had, Johnny stood up, and slowly made his way back to where the gang had made camp. He had written each note on a scrap of paper, enough to wrap around an arrow. He walked into the clearing, and sat down by his pack. The others had gone on their various missions. Johnnyboy would have to wait. Wait for the gang to come back. Wait for Daggerdeath to get the notes. But fortunately, waiting was what Johnnyboy did best.

((kinda short, and the notes aren't very good))


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PostSubject: Re: The Killers strike back   Thu Jul 12, 2012 12:59 pm

Roisin had been sleeping in the crowded Hermes cabin and had ended up on the floor she cussed under her breath angrily. Someone else had taken her bed and it bothered her quite a lot. She stood up and let her long ginger hair fall out of her pony she walked to the bathroom and groaned she looked horrid “cailín dúr ”she scolded herself in her native tong. Roisin rummaged through her bag pulling out random things until she found her bright green hair brush. She began to run the brush through her hair trying to undo the knots with no luck that made her feel icky. She then decides to shower so she grabbed her shampoo and conditioner she stepped into the shower.

Roisin yelped because it was so cold she cranked the heat up she slowly let the water wake her up she began brush her teeth in the shower. She knew it was weird but it saved her time. Roisin stepped out with a SpongeBob towel wrapped around her. She went to her bag and pulled her under garments out of the bag slipping them on. Then Roisin picked through her clothing nothing fit the occasion. The occasion being a normal day when she was bored. What to wear? She finally decides on a low cutting white blouse a denim mini skirt and long leather boots. The brush ran smoothly through her hair this time she smiled and put all her cloths back. Her bright blue hair dryer began to blow warm air onto her sopping wet hair.

Now feeling clean again she took out her make up case. The girl decide on black eyeliner a brown smokey eye and mascara. She looked around bored with herself. Another camper grumbled about her stuff being everywhere. Rolling her eyes she walked over and put all her stuff away. What to do what to do she wondered to herself. Then a sparkle came to her eye and a smirk to her face. What else would a girl like her do build some guy up just to throw him back down DUHH she scolded herself again. She checked the mirror to make sure she looked good and was out. she headed towrds the woods. When she got there she saw her target.

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PostSubject: Re: The Killers strike back   Fri Jul 13, 2012 2:36 pm

Glam had woken to only Johnnyboy still asleep. Huh, that was weird. Usually she woke after him, or at least around the same time. Still, he was supposed to be writing the notes she was supposed to shoot into camp. Well, she may as well scope out some places to shoot them, right? A bunch of notes in one area would get suspicious. Glam decided against breakfast, she shouldn't gone that long. She would just scope around for a bit, 45 minutes at most. Then she'd return here, the notes hopefully finished. Glam smiled to herself, and grabbed her bow and quiver of arrows. Then she started walking in a random direction she thought would take her near the camp.

Eventually she came across a big marble building, which looked important. Glam could only wonder what the people here used it for. Maybe this was where they tortured and killed people who disobeyed the rules? Hm... interesting thought, but she doubted it. After all, she could see some laughing kids walking in there. Usually when people are going to get tortured/killed they didn't willingly walk into the place where said things were going to happen. It might be a good spot to shoot a note to, but... well, she'd have to see the other places available. Not to mention she didn't know how many notes there were going to be. She cursed herself silently for not retrieving this information when she woke up.

She shook her head, and kept walking along the edge of the forest. She walked for ten minutes maybe, until she saw a few... were those cabins? Yes, Clove would definitely be there for parts of her day... but which cabin? Glam wasn't close enough to see, so she would have to venture into the camp to shoot them there... She sighed, and moved on. That was a maybe also, because it had its risks, but it also had its benefits. Glam frowned, but kept moving. It only took her a few minutes to see her next destination, which looked like where people ate. It was an open-air pavilion, with picnic tables, and a bunch of kids were there eating. She couldn't find Clove anywhere, but she could be late, or skipping breakfast. Still, seeing the food and all the hungry teens there made Glam hungry. Just one more place she could scope... then she'd go back.

She walked until she saw... a beach? There were a few people here, mostly older kids wanting to get away. Glam doubted that Clove would go near here a lot, so she shrugged, and turned back. This time she saw something she'd missed before. The armory. Glam grinned at her find, but kept walking back. Eventually she arrived back, with her twin sitting next to his pack, but no one else there. She grabbed a power bar, then sat on the ground next to her own pack. "Did you finish the notes yet?" Glam asked, opening the wrapper of her breakfast. "I found a couple places to shoot them."

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PostSubject: Re: The Killers strike back   Wed Jul 25, 2012 8:16 am

Meatcleaver woke up to find that most of his gang had already started on their jobs. Meatcleaver himself took it easy, plucking meat of a chicked they'd roasted over the fire the previous night. When he was done with what he considered to be his breakfast he got up, briefly nodded at Johnnyboy before heading into the woods to find a source of information. He walked around at a leasurely pace but he had his sword at the ready. He walked through the woods, carefully taking in every little detail about his surroundings, already planning ahead for the next night. He'd found a clearning and some wood which they could use to build a more permanent housing than camping. He also noticed a couple of arrows sticking out from a tree, along with a trail of blood and some fur. His guess was that a monster had managed to win a fight. The broken bow he found later only helped to increase that suspicion.

Meatcleaver ignored it but he saw other signs of fighting that seemed to have less deadly endings. Meatcleaver watched it all with interest but didn't feel any pity towards the signs of death. If they had wanted to live, they should have trained harder and have been stronger. Death was something that hard work could avoid, his time on the streets had thought him that. He'd been a car accident once and he'd been badly damaged. When the driver had walked up to him to ask if he was alright, Meatcleaver had stabbed the driver through his chest, killing him instantly. He'd stumbled away from the scene and healed up, with a little help from Glamour of course. She was their medic for all intents and purposes.

Suddenly, Meatcleaver spotted a person that would be his perfect victim. A girl, slighter younger than him who was alone in the woods. He looked her up and down in disgust. She wouldn't last a day on the streets, that much was obvious. She was wearing an outfit that didn't leave much to the imagination but Meatcleaver had no interest in playing around with girl like her. His heart was taken and the only thing she was good for was in this case, information and otherwise she'd be good enough for sharpening his sword on. He looked at her and focussed on her neck for a second, it would snap like a twig if needed. If he had to kill her, he could just leave her for the monsters too find. People died enough in here to keep it from looking like a human had done the damage. He walked up to the girl and shoved her against a three, resting his blade against her neck.

"Where is Clove and how do we get into camp?" He asked in a low voice, pressing his blade against her neck, drawing a little blood when she didn't answer instantly. He was looking for fear or at the very least an intimidated look, if he didn't get that she was obviously a threat and he'd snap her neck and leave her for dead and move on to the next person. He had all day and no limits to the amount of persons he was willing to kill to get his gang back together again. If the girl was smart in any way at all, she'd speak and tell him what he wanted to know, or as much as she could tell him. If not, she'd be dead before the day had started properly.
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PostSubject: Re: The Killers strike back   Wed Jul 25, 2012 4:33 pm

((I guess it's my turn to post again))

Johnnyboy sat, staring at his pack, thoughts swirling through his mind. What else did he have to do? He thought about the weird camp, and what kind of kids had to be messed up enough to go there. Not saying anything about Daggerdeath, of course. He ruminated about what he had seen, those kids with swords and that banner. They had been wearing full armor, and they wielded the weapons like they knew how to use them. That could be a problem. Johnny had no doubt that the gang would be able to handle a few, but they'd get overwhelmed after a while. It'd be best to find Daggerdeath and get out, without raising any alarms. There was a potato bug crawling on the ground nearby, so Johnny, without anything better to do, picked it up, and watched it curl into a ball, in his palm. It uncurled itself, and started exploring it's new setting, feeling with it's antennae, which tickled his palm. He shook the bug off, just in time for his sister to walk through the trees.

Glamour sat down by her own pack, and asked about the notes. In answer, Johnny lifted the scraps of paper. "I thought we'd start off with three, and I can always make more later," Johnny said, lowering the papers again. He was interested about what she had found. "What places? Did you see any other kids? What were they like?" he asked curiously, standing up, and going to sit by her. He sat down, and continued staring at his surroundings. Johnny was starting to get bored, and him bored was not a good site. "I wonder if Meatcleaver's found anyone yet," he said absent-mindly, straining his ears, to listen for any noises, and scanning the forest for any figures. He didn't see anything, which he found unnerving. While some people might find the lack of noise unimportant, Johnny knew better than to assume that. Even if people didn't journey here, there must be something that lives here. He was getting restless, not knowing his surroundings. Meatcleaver had told him to just do his job, but Johnny wanted to know his surroundings, and see if there was anything interesting he could glean from it.

Johnny stood up. "Come on," he told his sister. "We're going exploring, I can't sit here." He walked to the edge of the camp, not wanting to argue with Glamour. He was getting bored, and restless, and that was not a good combination, especially not for someone in a gang. He walked a little ways, until he came upon some dried blood on a tree. He fingered it, and broke off a bit of bark, so he could sniff it. This was human blood. He didn't know why it was here, or what had done this, but these couldn't be normal woods. If this was a special camp, this must be special woods, which meant that special things had to live here. A little unnerved, but not much, Johnny dropped the bark, then kept walking, not bothering to check to see if Glamour was behind him. She knew how to take care of herself, and didn't need someone babysitting her. He kept walking, noting more dried blood, and even a few broken arrows. Interesting.

Johnny stopped when he heard a voice. Thankfully, he recongized it, it was Meatcleaver's voice. Oh boy. This could be good or bad. Good because, from what it sounded, he had found a victim. Bad, because he didn't know how Meatcleaver would react. Well, he had never said Johnny couldn't explore. He had told Johnny what to do, and Johnnyboy had done it. That meant free time, right? Deciding that his curiousity was stronger than his wariness, Johnny walked close to where Meatcleaver had pinned a girl against a tree. Johnny got closer, more wary now, eyeing the scene. The girl wasn't going anywhere soon, that was for sure. "Who's she?" he asked quietly, getting a bit closer. He examined the girl, noting she was about his age, and looked Irish. Johnny supposed she was pretty, but he wasn't focused on that right now. He checked behind him to see if his sister had followed, then backed up a bit, not wanting to be near Meatcleaver when he was angry, or working.
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PostSubject: Re: The Killers strike back   Thu Jul 26, 2012 5:27 am

Apollo, God of the sun, music, poetry, healing and prophecy.

Apollo was supposed to be having a gathering with the various muses but all they were currently doing was chatting, arguing and completely ignoring him. Apollo just watched them with an amused smile on his face. To him they were behaving like a bunch of children, or perhaps teenage girls. Apollo himself had some of those but he knew Marlinde was more mature than the muses were currently behaving. Marlinde! Apollo thought in shocked horror as he realised he hadn't claimed her or her twin brother yet. He quickly excused himself from the gathering with the muses, who luckily still took the time to give him a proper goodbye and made his way to his home on Olympus.

Apollo had watched the two grow up and go on a path none of his children had gone before. It had been strange watching his lovely young son and daughter as they left home for a life on the streets. A bad type of life as they'd become criminals! Somehow, Apollo knew this happened from to time and he was still proud of his children, no matter what they had done. Marlinde had his gift of Archery and healing while Marvel had shown some exceptional tracking skills and a way with words that any poet would envy. Apart from that, they reminded him of himself and Artemis from time to time with their arguing. Apollo chuckled as he started searching his room. It was an absolute mess with everything lying around in a heap, he really should clean him home again, or hire a nymph to do it for him. Apollo sighed and looked around, suddenly spotting the perfect gift for his daughter. A bow made out of solid (yet flexible) gold. He drew another minor gift from the junk.

Now, he still needed a gift for Marvel. He knew the boy had chosen a spear as his weapon but Apollo wasn't much good with them. He had archery after all, not spear throwing. Apollo searched his pile of goodies for a while, surprised every once in a while with the things he had lying around. A make-up bag that was obviously stolen from Aphrodite and placed there to frame him, a broken lyre that kept repeating an old lulleby in broken tones and a miniature ballerina that was obviously searching for her dancing partner. Apollo shook his head and suddenly saw exactly what he wanted to give his son, gingerly picking it up and blowing the dust off it. It was seal ring with Apollo's own seal. He smiled and disappeared from his home, landing in front of his children.


"Marvel and Marlinde, I see you made it to camp! Wonderful!" He said. He hadn't payed much attention in the last week but since they were in the woods he presumed they'd already gotten settled in. "I hope you enjoyed your time in the Hermes cabin but it's time to move on to the Apollo cabin, because I'm your father!" He said cheerfully and snapped his fingers, his mark appearing above both of their heads. He looked at Marvel's spear. "What are you doing with that? You won't kill any monsters with steal!" He said and touched the tip of the spear, turning it into celestial bronze. "Much better." He said, completely ignoring their murderous friend and the not so innocent girl he'd pinned to the tree. This was a claiming, not a rescue mission. "Now, for the gifts!" He said and took out the bow, ring and a mirror.

"For you, Marvel, I have this ring. It is a light when you turn it on but will always light up red when monsters are near." He said and gave Marvel the seal ring. "For Marlinde, I have this golden bow. It isn't extremely special but you'll find it's very accurate. Oh, I also brought you this mirror, which will always reflect your face back at you as if it was a sunny day." He said cheerfully, handing his daughter the bow and mirror. With a wink at both his children he disappeared back to the meeting with the muses, calling them to order and starting on their newest project.

((Congratulations to Johnnyboy and Glamour, children of Apollo! You have to forgive your old man for using your real names, he never really got used to the nicknames Razz))

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PostSubject: Re: The Killers strike back   Tue Jul 31, 2012 3:14 pm

Sudenly roisin was pinned to a tree with the blade of a sword pressed against her neck. Her eyes widened not in fear but suprise. She had been pinned to trees for other reasons before but never violently she was the violent one. She looked up at her attacker he was a little older than her. He was way taller than her even with her heels on. He has blonde hair and blue eyes if he was not pinning her to a tree he would have been gorgeous.

Yet he was pinning her to a tree so all Roisin saw was a big ugly blob. When she looked at the blade she laughed to herself when she saw it was steel. "Where is clove and how do we get into camp" he demanded and when she did not answer right away he moved the blade ever so to make her bleed now she was pissed. Her eyes narrowed and she glared at the boy so feircly it would have made most cringe. roisin had a feeling this boy would not.

She was thinking about stabing her heel into the guys private area when she heard another voice "Who is she?" a male asked Great meat boy has friends. she rolled her eyes. When roisin tried to turn and see the sorce of the second voice she felt the blade press against her neck with more pressure. She was done with this boy she turned to him "Clove? I'm guessing she is the one whoes murder I helped clean up." she began when there was a flash of light.

Roisin overheard a claiming and she waited for him to save her but he didn't and there was another flash of light. Roisin hated the gods before and now she hated them more. "GOOD FOR NOTHING SHEPERD, YOUR POEMS ARE CRAP, THE SUN IS CRAP YOU'RE CRAP! your the worst god I wish everyone stoped praying to you." Roisin screamed
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PostSubject: Re: The Killers strike back   Fri Aug 03, 2012 4:30 pm

((Ajhgbsge late. Sorry guys, some stuff came up D:))

Glam nodded at her twin, still eating her breakfast. Three notes for the moment sounded fine to her, and they could just make more as needed. Not that she had found more than a few spots. She could find more places as more notes came, anyways. She listened closely to Johnnyboy, but finished chewing before she replied. "I found this big, important... marble... place... thing. A few kids were laughing as they walked inside. They had swords on them." Glam took another bite out of her bar, before continuing, "I also found cabins, where I'm guessing they sleep. Well, obviously, they're cabins. I think we should shoot at least one there." Another bite. "Then their eating a place. A few kids were having a meal." The bar was gone now, and she looked at her brother, who was surveying their surroundings. "There's also a beach, and..." Glam paused, making sure her brother was listening. "An armory."

Glam shrugged at her brother's statement, as it was hard to tell. If so, there was probably a dead body around somewhere. "Can't really be sure, now can we?" Glam looked around the woods, until Johnny suggested they walk around. That seemed like a good idea, because Glamour was getting restless. She made sure she had her bow and arrows, then set off behind Johnny. She trailed behind him for a while, until she saw him stop at a tree, which had blood on it. Meatcleaver must have been here... except for the fact that the blood was dry. She didn't ask him about it, but instead moved in front of him, walking a distance ahead. There was more blood, broken arrows, and... was that a tooth? Ew. Glam looked at the arrows, which had this weird bronze on it. Huh. Weird.

As Glam came across Meatcleaver, she stayed behind him, and off to the side, watching the girl he had pinned against the tree. She said nothing, and instead waited for her twin to catch up. He did, and asked who the girl was. Obviously a resident at the camp. Why else would she be in the woods right next to said camp, which was full or blood and arrows? She was about to say something, but a weird man appeared in front of her and Johnny. Her jaw clenched at the use of her real name, which the guy shouldn't even know, anyway. And what did he mean, make it to camp? They were just in the woods. Wait a minute. Hermes cabin? Apollo cabin? Did this have something to do with the cabins she had seen earlier? And what did he mean, father? Both of them were orphans.

Gifts? Glam didn't need any gifts, she was perfectly fine. That is, until she saw what they were. Her brother got a ring, which glowed, but she got a bow and a mirror. Maybe she could use a few gifts... you know, just in case... She took the bow, and notched an arrow in it. Pointing it at the girl, just in case, she glared at her. "If you killed Clove, trust me, you will suffer a far worse death. First, you will explain what just happened. Got it?" She stared at the girl, before continuing. "You will answer the following questions, to avoid death," she said calmly. "What just happened, where are we, who are you, and where. Is. Clove?"

((A bit short D:))

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PostSubject: Re: The Killers strike back   Wed Aug 08, 2012 11:48 am

Meatcleaver saw the surprise and lack of fear in the eyes of the girl but that didn't matter to him. Surviving would be fairly easy, for him. One wrong move and the girl would have accidently removed her own head. Meatcleaver wasn't jumpy, just a little quicker to kill than others. He smiled as he heard Johnnyboy speak, although the girl seemed less pleased. Judging my the dual footsteps, Glamour would be around too. Suddenly Meatcleaver felt another pressence, and a very powerful pressence at that. He silently listened to the man who claimed to be the father of Johnnyboy and Glamour, calling them by their real names and somehow thinking they'd been to this camp. His eyes, however, were intent on the girl, yet without malice in them for a while.

When the guy had disappeared after blabbering about gifts of a sort, Meatcleaver smiled at the girl with a menace in hi eyes. "How pleasant of him to reque you right?" He asked after her own minor rant. The insults were anything but impressive in his eyes. Yet she'd said something about Clove and murder. Although Meatcleaver instantly suspected that Clove had, finally, killed somebody it wasn't all that obvious. He'd tried so hard to keep that away from her but in the end it had been unescapable. Clove had killed. Yet Glamour didn't have that as first thought. She spoke as if Clove had been killed, setting Meatcleaver off. Anger flooded his system, anger he could barely control. Yet he did control it, he needed answers first.

"Listen up girl, if Clove is dead and you had anything to do with it, you'll be tortured untill your brain can't handle the pain and shuts your body down. We've managed it before and we can do it again." He said, knowing Brawler could torture unlike any other person. Days on end had Peter screamed and for days, they had listened to it, no guilt, no questions. When the boy had finally died, the group had been glad it was over, no regrets. When Glamour spoke up Meatcleaver loosened the knife a little, so that it was a mere inch from her neck rather than touching it. "I suggest you answer the lady." He said casually, even flashing the girl in front of him a smile, although there was no kindness in it.

((Sowwy this is sorta... crap (and short and uncoded) but at least it's up......))
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PostSubject: Re: The Killers strike back   Sun Aug 12, 2012 1:13 am

Johnnyboy had stopped some distance from Meatcleaver and the girl, and waited patiently for an answer of some sort. While he waited, he briefly thought about what Glamour had told him. An armory made sense, and added up to what he had seen a while ago in the woods. The cabins interested him; depending on the amount, they’d be able to guess roughly how many kids this weird camp had. Glam didn’t say anything else about them, but they lingered on his mind, so he barely registered what was happening, between the girl, Meatcleaver, and Glamour. Of course, the random appearance of a man caught his attention.

He used Johnny’s real name, which made him grimace. The man went on about…the Hermes cabin? The Apollo cabin? Johnny didn’t have time to question him, since the man announced himself as his father, and made a weird symbol above his and Glamour’s heads. Johnny almost opened his mouth in surprise, but he had better control than that. He managed to keep a straight face, until the man tapped his spear, and turned it a weird bronze. Johnny stared at his newly changed spear, lowering it a little to examine the surface, and the bronze color it was. He wanted to examine it better, but the man gave him a ring…wait, what? Light, monsters, and for Glam, a golden bow and a mirror. Well, Johnny was officially confused, lost, and any emotion of that type. A few things stuck in his mind, however. The man had further mentioned the cabins, and had used names for them. Hermes and Apollo…Johnny would have to remember that. He had also mentioned monsters, and there seemed to be a theme with the gifts, sunlight and sunny days and such.

Johnny was torn out of his thoughts by the sound of the girl’s screaming. Well, she sounded mad. After cursing poems, the sun, and calling him the worst god for not saving her, she shut up, which amused Johnny. She had called the man a god, and insulted poetry and the sun. Also taking into account what the man had said about moving cabins, whatever that meant, Johnny could assume, if he was talking crazy, that this guy was Apollo, and he was a god of some sort. It sounded crazy, but then again, anything could happen at a special camp, right?

Johnny was brought back to earth as he heard Glam and Meatcleaver threaten the girl for hurting Clove. But that didn’t sound right. She had said she’d helped Clove, not hurt her. And this girl seemed like the type who would brag if she hurt someone, and she hadn’t mentioned hurting Clove, so maybe she was ok with her, and would know where she was. “As useless as this girl is, she’s given us some information. First, Clove is here. Second, she didn’t hurt her,” Johnny began, putting his emphasis on the second part of his phrase. The gang was very protective of each other, and as much as he wanted to see Meatcleaver do his usual, they needed this girl for information. He started to speak again, but directed his words to the girl instead.

“I’d answer them. You do not want to get him angry…or at least, any more than he is now,” Johnny said cryptically. He was a little reluctant to hand out names, because even he knew names held power, and he did not want to give power to their victim. Anyway, he was curious to find out what happened, what it meant, and how it affected their plans. He also wanted to know about Clove, this girl, this camp, and how it all tied together. But since Glam had summarized that nicely, Johnny kept quiet.

((yup, very short, please don't kill me))
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PostSubject: Re: The Killers strike back   Thu Aug 16, 2012 12:37 am

Roisin was still angry when she was done her stupid horrible rant. She turned her attention to the boy holding her down. A girls voice spoke there were three now or there had been she did not care . "If you killed Clove, trust me, you will suffer a far worse death. First, you will explain what
just happened. Got it?"
Roisin laughed to herself when the boy reacted by shaking slightly with anger "Listen up girl, if Clove is dead and you had anything to do with it, you'll be tortured untill your brain can't handle the pain and shuts your body down. We've managed it before and we can do it again." Roisin sighed to herself these people were not the brightest bulb in the warehouse. She was about to say something about how they were being stupid Way to get yourself killed she thought to herself. She opened her moth to tell them something along those lines when the other boy spoke “As useless as this girl is, she’s given us some information. First, Clove is here. Second, she didn't hurt her,” Roisin was glad someone understood but she did not like the fact that someone was defending her even in that nsulting way she did that herself. “As if I could kill clove as I’m guessing you have seen her kill” Roisin said shortly with a bit of tart in her voice “Killing she is good at…….its cleaning up after words that she needs to work on” Roisin narrowed her eyes “Which one of you does that?” she looked at the only one she could “Is it you big boy?” she asked sweetly.

Roisin wanted nothing to do with any of these people well maybe the boy who was pushing her against the tree. Roisin was very attracted to power and…..darkness. She was relived when he moved the sword away from her neck she took this to advantage and stood up straight. The girl asked her
questions and Roisin rolled her eyes. She really didn't like answering questions. Then again she didn't like dying. “What happened was your dad who is one of the Greek gods decide he should tell you he knocked up your mother then left for ……18 years?” She asked the last part guessing they were 18.

“Clove is staying in the Ares cabin where she lives because Ares is her father.” She said answering the second of the questions as if she was talking to children. There was a third question she believed. She thought for a while “Oh right camp” she said remembering “You are in the camp you just walk that’s way to get into the cabins.”

Roisin waited for the blade to leave her neck. “I answered your questions get off me" Roisin hissed she really didn't like people that much they bothered her. She had been working on some of her magic and knew how to make a rock break apart that was it. What she really wanted was to make herself attractive to everyone. It would make her life so much easier. Her necklace that her mother had given her suddenly felt heavy and hot. She turned her head to see the other tow people the girl was pretty and the other guy was okay but nothing compared to the boy holding her to the tree "Do I at least get the name of the people threatening to kill me?"


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PostSubject: Re: The Killers strike back   Fri Aug 24, 2012 3:59 pm

((Bit late... And short. And just plain crud. BUT IT'S UP. >.<))

Glam's eyes, and aim, never left the unknown girl in front of her while the others spoke. Ugh, she had clearly said Daggerdeath had died. 'Clove? I'm guessing she is the one whoes murder I helped clean up.' She had just said that she helped clean up Daggerdeath's death. And she was going to pay for it. "Ugh, fine. If she didn't kill Da-- Clove," Glam stressed the word if, not sure if she was actually telling the truth, "we still can't trust her." Glam ignored the question about which one of them cleaned up, and if they had seen Daggerdeath kill. Some things are best left unknown. Glam pulled her arrow back a little farther, so now it was as far back as it could go without breaking the string. Awaiting her answers, she looked at the forest they were in through her peripheral vision. It was just a normal forest, more of what she'd seen while looking for places to shoot the notes.

When the girl started replying to her questions, and paused, Glam snorted, but nodded for her to continue. Greek gods did not seem likely, and the girl was probably lying through her teeth. She had to admit, however, that if Greek gods were real, this tall tale would make sense. But Greek gods were myths, everyone knew that. Even if... wait. That weird guy that just appeared in front of her. That didn't seem like a hidden trap door, or anything. Maybe this story was actually... no. Glam couldn't believe what random people said. People lie. But not many people lie when being faced with three deadly threats, telling the person they were going to kill her if she didn't give them answers. Hmm...

Glam decided that she would listen to the girl's story at least, and if it made a little more sense, maybe Glam would believe it. Maybe.

Ares. Wasn't he the god of, like, fighting? Or something. Yes, that fit Clove well, or at least in Glam's opinion. Another strike in the girl's favor. You know, besides the way she was speaking-- as if she were talking to little kids. "We're not little kids, talk to us like you would an adult," she said curtly, and waited for the rest. The girl had said they were 18, after all. Glam expected to be treated like she was her own age.

They already knew about the camp, no matter how little their knowledge was. "And what exactly is this 'camp' called?" Glam asked, raising an eyebrow. That question was still left half unanswered. As she had stated that she answered all of the questions, Glam pursed her lips. Did this girl have short term memory loss or something? "He will not get off of you until you answer all of my questions, of which you did not. Who exactly are you?" she asked, not in the mood to deal with idiotic people. And at least Glam wasn't as idiotic to not know not to give out your name while committing a crime. That was just plain stupid. "And no, you do not."

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PostSubject: Re: The Killers strike back   Thu Sep 20, 2012 5:13 pm

Meatcleaver narrowed his eyes at the girl. Honestly, was it even possible for a human to be that stupid? Johnnyboy had made a point though, maybe the girl hadn't hurt Daggerdeath but still Meatcleaver didn't feel like he had to instantly trust or like the girl. To be honest, he found her to be disgusting and very dumb. From as close as he was to her it was unmistakable she was checking each and every single member of his gang out, sexually speaking. Judging by her eyes, she liked what she saw. If anybody else was like this girl, the idea of somebody just looking at Daggerdeath send his blood to near boiling point. Yet the weird sunlight guy had put things in a different light, so to speak. If Johnnyboy and Glamour were really children of the Greek Gods, well, that left some new options open. They had gotten restrictions again and so this girl might not be smart to kill, no matter how much she annoyed Meatcleaver.

When Miss Dumb asked for names and Glamour obviously knew they weren't even going to provide their nicknames Meatcleaver returned the pleasant smile of the girl with an equally pleasant one of his own. "If you want names, you can call the girl in the back Jessica. She's the one that seduces her victims before killing them in the most unpleasant ways. She's the bait whenever we want to set a trap for people. She's from California. The boy is Nick, he's from Texas and was raised on a cow farm. He's our politician and often enough, the one who keeps his head cool when I'm about to kill somebody before getting the needed information. Quite a valueble person to have on your side and a nightmare to have against you. As for me, you can call me Alexander. I'm from Utah and I'm the one who will break your neck if you mess with us. Now are you happy with the fictional names and will you get back to answering the questions?" He said and took out a second knife from his pocket. "Or would you like to lose an eye first?" He said with a wicked grin as he placed the second knife on the edge of her eyesocket.

Meatcleaver knew that Johnnyboy and Glamour were used to a lot of different names and histories being given to them so he suspected them to catch right on. "Nick, where's Laila?" He asked, wondering why Brawler wasn't with them. If she got a crazy god poppping in on her, Meatcleaver would like to know about it. He waited patiently for answers from both the girl and Johnnyboy. His face wasn't too hostile as he wondered if it was true, if Daggerdeath had really started killing. If she had, she would be pretty messed up for a while. Ah well, in the end they were all killers, although Meatcleaver was without a doubt the one who had most names with the intention to kill. Brawler tended to overestimate her opponents and litterally beat them to death. They all had their faults after all. Meatcleaver smiled and pressed the knife a little closer to the neck of the girl while blowing in her ear. For a split second he wondered if one could truly blow somebody's brain out if they put enough force through the ear. An interesting thing to try out for sure but where would one get such a strong air supply? Ah well, left some things to think about in the future! Always fun to think up new and creative ways to kill. Maybe they'd have to break the eardrums and somehow turn the brain into a more liquid state for that to work though... So many questions....
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PostSubject: Re: The Killers strike back   Sun Sep 23, 2012 8:50 pm

Who did this girl think she was? She was in no position to make snarky comments, so she was either very stupid, or very brave. Possibly both, but he didn’t spend too much time on that fact. Johnny grimaced at her comment on what just happened, and her explanation for it. Maybe he wasn’t the friendliest with whoever just popped in before disappearing, but that didn’t mean he was okay with her ragging on it. He wasn’t going to comment, however, so he just kept his mouth shut, deciding it was best to have Meatcleaver lead with this. It was an interrogation, after all, and violence may or may not be needed, which was not Johnny’s area. However, the girl finally said something interesting, or at least worth knowing about Clove. Johnny didn’t know who Ares was, whether he was a god, a monster, or something in between, but he decided that he was going to find out as soon as possible, and it might be somewhere to start with what had happened to Clove.

Glam pretty much summarized what Johnny was thinking, anyway, but Johnny decided to speak before he stayed silent too long. “Watch it,” Johnny cut in, glaring at the girl. She was getting too sassy, and not giving enough information. Still, Glamour was probably the first out of the two to crack, so Johnny put a hand on her shoulder, just in case. “She’s not worth it,” he whispered quietly. Still, Johnny hoped Meatcleaver would at least do something to continue getting information, since this girl wasn’t going to just give it up, as she had already demonstrated. Besides, Johnny was getting annoyed, and he usually remained indifferent to this type of thing. And if he was annoyed, well…Glam and Meatcleaver might be worse.

Johnnyboy kept a straight face as Meatcleaver kept talking, listening to what he said. Johnny had to pay attention, didn’t want to go using the wrong name there. Okay, boy from cow farm, Johnny could do that. However, when Meatcleaver asked about Brawler, Johnny’s eyebrows came together, and he had the overall look of confusion. “I thought Laila checked in with you,” he replied slowly, wondering what had happened to her. Brawler wasn’t the type of girl who just left, at least not without saying where she was going. “Isn’t she out…exploring?” he continued, just as slow, thinking hard. These were some special and possibly dangerous woods, was it possible Brawler got attacked by…something? If Johnny was alone, and a monster attacked him, he wasn’t sure he would be able to fend it off. Especially since until very recently, he didn’t have the right weapon to kill it. If Brawler had gotten attacked…without a weapon. But she couldn’t be a demigod, right? Or was she, like Johnny and Glamour, and they just didn’t know it? He’d have to think about it, but not now.

Still, he had to know. “What is this metal?” he demanded of the girl, giving his spear a small flourish. “Can you kill monsters with steel?” He was probably overreacting, but he was worried about Brawler. If nobody knew where she was, that was dangerous, and Johnny didn’t want to lose another member of the gang.

He needed more information before he could jump to conclusions. This girl wasn’t giving much, but she’d better start soon, or she’d be facing a lot more than just Meatcleaver. But he had to calm down, or he wouldn’t think straight. He took a silent breath in, and slowly and silently released it. Maybe he should know more about this guy who had appeared. “Tell us about Apollo,” he said, semi thoughtful, not looking at the girl. He realized his hand was still on Glam’s shoulder, so he let go, and thoughtfully ran his hand over the newly bronze shaft of the spear. It still felt like it used to, but this bronze wasn’t normal, and he’d never seen it before. “You’d better start answering,” Johnny said quietly, gripping his spear tighter. He finally turned to look at the girl, and stared straight at her, as if willing the words to come out of her mouth. “And if you don’t,” Johnny began again, just as slow as earlier… “Well…not good for you.”
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PostSubject: Re: The Killers strike back   Sun Nov 04, 2012 3:26 pm

When none of her normal antics worked she stopped trying. If these people were even a tiny bit like her, flirting would not slow them down even a little. They might even kill her faster for it, she understood that. Her green eyes narrowed "Stop being such a baby and put your blade where your mouth is" the daughter of Hecate hissed at the blonde boy. She looked up sighing "I of all people here at camp know the joy that comes from killing, itfills you with something better than anything else in the world." A real smile appeared on Roisins face. It was a not cute or kind at all. This was the smile of a girl who new only darknessand death, and loved every second of it. "If you could thoughdon't let them burn me, anything else use my body to feed the magots, Nothing to do with the gods.” Roisin waited for the cut of the knife she was always on the other side of.

It did not come, she continued to wait. Now she was angry, why the hell was it taking so long. Then a light went off in her head, if she had someone telling her to kill them, she would not kill them either. If she knew someone wanted death, she would give them their life. Once again Roisins eyes glanced up not to look for rescue nor taking in the sites of the three beautiful people around her, no this time it was to access the people on a personality basis. These people were like her, in a sense she was more about the thrill of the kill, it seemed they did it for the thrill and to survive. Now trying to figure out the order of the things her green eyes looked around for their stance and simply where they stood. She decided the boy holding her against the tree was the leader, then changed her mind. Not smart enough no he must be the front, Clove working behind the scenes.

The next girl whoes name was not Jessica seemed to go next, her brother seemed to be placed lowest. Pity Roisin found herself thinking, he wouldn't be a half bad fighting partner. Maybe even more Yes that’s a great idea find someone you like in a group of people set on ending your life. Slut she scolded herself. Roisin’s eyes became dark and cold, emotion vanished from her face finally decieing to answer their question. Kind of, “If you must know I am Rose Lee Finn daughter of Eros god of lust” she lied through her teeth flawlessly.It was easy because it was not all a lie most people called her Rois which sounds like Rose and the Eros this was just a joke with herself. Rois licked her red lips trying to dedcied where she would be placed when she died.


((Sorry Really feel free to kill me but please don't kill Rois...yet))
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PostSubject: Re: The Killers strike back   Wed Nov 21, 2012 2:19 am

((Wait... if Apollo used their real names why would they lie about it? O.o))

Glam knew she was going to blow her top soon, if this girl didn't cut to the chase with her information. She was getting sick of this 'I'll threaten you for half the information I want' game. No, this just wasn't cutting it for her. Glamour was going to get her information, one way or another. Brawler was usually the one who did that kind of stuff, but she wasn't here at the moment. Glam didn't know why she wasn't here, but she was probably just surveying the territory, similarly to what Glam had been doing before. She was about to open her mouth again, when something stopped her. Her twin's hand on her shoulder brought some relief to her -- just enough to calm her mind. It seemed that's exactly what her mind needed,too. One deep breatj in and out later, and she was ready to negotiate this... semi-calmly. However, she needed to be ready that she wouldn't go on a rampage before she started talking. Her calm meter had to be 100% full, or else they'd have a dead girl and little information on their hands. And everyone knew little information was worse than none. It lead toso much more trouble.

Jessica, from California. Glam could handle that. God knows how many fake names she'd had over the year, and this was just adding one more onto the list. Still, Glamour did not talk. She wouldn't talk until she was ready. Instead, she examined the girl. More precisely, what exactly she was doing. That was: checking her brother out. This girl was honestly the biggest idiot Glam had ever seen. When a group is threatening to kill you, and you're basically asking them to doe, you most certainly do not check out one of the members of said group. Especially when that person's twin is standing right there. But instead of getting angry, Glam was going to get even. It was obvious Meatcleaver wasn't going to kill her now that she'd admitted to wanting death. Nevertheless, that didn't at all mean Glam couldn't have some fun. Johnnyboy was standing right behind her, and boy, was she ready to tell him something.

She took a steo back, and put a hand up between her mouth and his ear, in case Rose could read lips. "Johnny... seduce her. It was obvious she was looking at you just a moment ago. We get the info, then kill her. Easy and done with." She grinned at her brother, waiting for him to think over the situation, as he most surely would. As he took his moment to think, Glam turned back to the other female. "And as for you," she said, pointing at Rose, "We will eventually kill you. We just want to make sure we have all the knowledge we need. Tell us everything about this camp, and maybe your death won't be as painful." Glam mustered up the most evil grin she could before once again pointing an arrow straight at her.

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PostSubject: Re: The Killers strike back   Wed Nov 21, 2012 7:17 am

Meatcleaver was tired of the little girl and her antics. Really really tired. He rolled his neck and a grim expression was on his face. He put the knife in his left hand and held it out to her stomach. The girl got on his nerves and not knowing where Brawler was set him on edge. He actually cared a lot more about his little gang then he let on and he didn't want to leave Clove behind. Now it looked like somebody else could be left behind while this little annoying girl kept stalling with giving information. Meatcleaver could tell by his tone of voice that even Johnnyboy was starting to get irritated. Glamour was obvious in her irritations but when she whispered to her brother, only Meatcleaver's knowledge of her usual antics made him suspect her little plan. Right or not, she could have found a way to gain the information but obviously, she needed her brother for that. Meatcleaver wasn't done with the girl though. He grabbed her neck with his right hand while holding the knife pointed to her body. "I'd avoid squirming if you don't want to see what you look like on the inside." He growled at her while he lifted her off the ground.

He turned around and walked toward the twins, holding her up by her neck. She was surely losing air and getting some bruises. "You are so easy to kill." He whispered at her. "And I don't believe you're the daughter of Lust. Your pretty little face betrays nothing of it. You're just a little girl playing dress-up. Well, I hope you'll have fun." He said and he threw her on the floor, right in front of Johnnyboy's feet. "Have fun." He said dryly as he walked back to the tree, sat down and opened his backpack, retrieving some apples. He threw one at Johnnyboy and at Glamour, just so show the girl they wouldn't even care about a casual kill. Add anything to it, for all Meatcleaver cared, they could chase her around the woods and feed her to a pack of wolves. It was all fine to him.

He started cutting his apple with his knife and casually started eating. "It would have been a lot better with popcorn." He said lazily. He motioned for Glamour to join him. He wanted to talk to her for a moment and ask what he hell was going on with the strange dude and his weird gifts. Not only that, he wanted to know if she had any idea if it could be true. Not to mention he just needed to put things together in his mind. He probably had a mother like this, he suddenly realised. His father had always said she was a micracle of a woman, a divine presence but it had been jokes. Was it possible that he'd known about the true identity of his beloved and had tried to tell Orlando that? He frowned for a moment. He was ready to jump up at any time it was needed but he just wanted to sit and watch the show.

((Sorry it's so short. And I guess that it was because she asked their names after they got claimed? Besides, I don't think Johnnyboy and Glamour would ever go back to their old names, or would they?))
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PostSubject: Re: The Killers strike back   Sun Dec 02, 2012 6:20 pm

This was getting tedious now. Johnnyboy didn’t know what would need to happen for this girl to actually give them something they needed, so he decided to just back off a bit for now. Let Meatcleaver handle it. After all, it was his interrogation. Crossing his arms, Johnny did a basic summary of the conversation so far and scowled. She hadn’t given anything good, and who knows how long they’d be here before she did. When she finally gave something that might be considered good information, Johnny rolled his eyes. Looks like they weren’t the only ones lying about their names. He considered voicing his thoughts, but the gang wasn’t stupid. Besides, a secret was a secret, and some secrets were meant to be kept. He could get the real information later. Looks like he’d be stuck at this odd place for a while. But he got snapped out of his thoughts quickly when he saw the girl – he’d call her Rose for now – looking at him. Shifting a bit, semi-uncomfortable, Johnny looked anywhere but her, resting his sights on his sister, who was brainstorming.

When Glam got her idea and stepped back to talk to Johnny, he was a bit wary, bending down to hear what she had to say. Not that Glam’s plans were bad, they just usually revolved around a central idea…and it was not something he was comfortable with. Unfortunately, Johnny was right about that, and he could bet his expression was priceless as Glam told him her idea. Straightening, Johnny looked at his sister with an expression he couldn’t describe. He was silently asking if she was actually serious about it. He didn’t need to ask though; he knew Glamour was serious about it. It wasn’t going to be quite that easy, however. There was the fact that it wouldn’t be easy for Johnny, and considering he’d never had to do anything like that before, wouldn’t know how to begin. Glamour usually did this part, and even Meatcleaver was probably a better candidate for this than Johnny. Why him? He knew that answer, too.

Eyeing ‘Rose’ now, Johnny debated how best to politely not seduce her and get some information another way. Too late for that. Meatcleaver had already guessed what Glamour had said, and taken it into his own hands. After putting into action what Johnny really didn’t want to happen, Meatcleaver and Glam backed off. Johnny had caught the apple easily, and was now switching his gaze between the shiny red surface and Rose on the ground in front of him. Giving a small sigh, Johnny squatted down in front of the girl. He wasn’t going to do exactly what Glam had said…not yet. His excuse for it later? Johnny didn’t work as well as he could when he had other people distracting and bothering him. It was true enough, so it shouldn’t call attention.

“Let’s make this simple and clear,” Johnny muttered to the girl, clutching the apple as if it was his lifeline. “You want to get out of here, and I want some information. You tell me what I want to know, you can get out of here, simple as that. It’s easiest for everyone. So, let’s start with your real name.” Johnny didn’t seduce people, period. That was Glam’s thing. He did, however, make bargains. Words, talking, and deals were his forte, and that was what he was going to try first. If that didn’t work, and he could see that not working, he’d try that next. Glancing up for a second at the rest of the gang, Johnny knew he wasn’t going anywhere till he got something of value. So, with another sigh, he seated himself in front of Rose, playing with the apple he hadn’t done anything else with. Examining her a bit more, Johnny couldn’t come to any conclusions about her. Guess and check will be his strategy then. She’d just better be careful. Johnny was already in a thin mood today, and he could usually handle anything she might try. Today, though, there really was no telling on what would happen next.

((Yikes…horrible, and he really doesn't talk much >.<))
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