(We can start now! So the plan is we get through the intros and make our ways to the locations we all said our characters would be in.)
Harry and Ray sat in the living room of their Dad's house gathering weapons for the annual purge, the only sounds being the clanking of guns and the sound of blades being drawn. Ray changed into his heavily-armored, black suit with an assault vest, Harry sticking to his typical casual attire. Strapped to Harry's back was a machete, as well as an assault rifle in one hand. Ray had his AK-47 laying on the table neatly and his combat knife in hand, nervously practicing in the air. The two looked at the clock. It was 6:45 p.m., 15 minutes from the dreaded occasion. Both brothers then sat outside on the porch, discussing their plans. "We're going to the heart of the city in the truck, then we're going to check out the murderer forecast," Harry declared. Ray nodded checked his watch. "We should get going now," he replied. Without waiting for a response, Ray headed to the driver's seat. Harry went to the passenger seat, counting their ammo. To Harry, it felt good to save lives in a time like this. Ray drove off down the road, straight to the center of the impending anarchy.
(Oh, I thought those two were helping people trapped in a truck...)
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Quotes:
"You know the saying 'the tables have turned'?
Well these tables have flipped, rolled and spontaneously combusted into potatoes." ~me
"That's not a riddle. That's a prophecy."
"Sounds like a riddle, is a riddle. Riddled with loops and whorls and only makes sense after someone dies." ~Turtle
Erza sat patiently in a black bullet proof car. The back seat was rather interesting, and the manner was just up ahead. She arrived and a man came up to open the door. She walked inside, the gaurds greeting her, as the stepped aside and opened the manner's doors.
She stepped inside and was guided to the safest place in the house, the room if course. There was not much to do there, but decided to turn on the television and listen to the alert.
Ray and Harry passed the car Erza was in on their way to the center of the city, sending a wave her way. It was best to be optimistic before a time like this. Their destination close, Ray checked his watch. It read 6:55. 5 minutes left Ray sighed as he came to a halt in the town square. The place seemed nearly deserted, as it was unwise for someone without intent to help or kill to linger.
Alexandria sat in the motel , pulling out the various knives she had from under pillows and out of drawers. She didn't bother dressing up extravagantly like a bunch of other killers would with their clunky masks ,
Torn wedding gowns etc. Instead she slipped on dark blue ,
Torn skinny jeans and black combat boots . Stashing a dagger in one , she grabbed her leather jacket and her halo from last Halloween she made her way out the door . Her outfit didnt exactly screammurderer but the blood from her victims plastered on her will. She smiled devilishly at that thought. She lived a few minutes out from the main city so the time didn't bother her much . By the looks of it she'd make it there a minute or two before it began . As she walked she his the other daggers and her one gun in her clothes , keeping one of the knivesin her hand . After a few turns here and there she had finally made it to the square .
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Harry and Ray sat on the bench near the back of the square, studying their surroundings. Ray eyed Alexandria suspiciously, narrowing his eyes. Harry waved to the casually-dressed person friendly, praying her intentions were pure too. Machete in hand, he checked his watch. 6:58 and... 30 seconds. The hour was approaching, nagging at Ray to get out of the square louder and louder. Both tapped their feet, Ray anxiously and Harry impatiently.
Alexandria looked around , seeing the two boys watching her . She stared at Ray for a moment then turned to Harry seeing his wave . Giving him a fake smile she waved back twiddling her fingers . Then rolled her eyes and tucked the dagger partially into her sleeve . " imbeciles " she muttered , and looked around to see if the time was shown anywhere. 6: 59 " this ought to be fun " she said to herself with a wide grin.
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After a very very VERY long break I’m back 😎
Last edited by blank_bleh; May 7th, 2017 at 03:43 AM.
A red screen clicked on the television, and a alert of the purge warnings, and regulations. Soon after, a loud, noise could be heard, all around the city. Erza sighed, she bad go go through this, every year. And a clanging noise, came from her windows, and a metal plate slid down each window. She could almost guess that she would be running around, and fighting for her life, since the hunters are crafty beings. She went through her drawers and silver knives were neatly placed inside. She wraped them in a small white fabric, and stuffed them In her pocket.
Re: The Purge
