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Post by raptor-chick on Jan 21, 2006 1:14:33 GMT -5
((I'm just gonna post again. I dunno where my sister is at, but she can post when she gets back.))
Want? Eff said, Oh, Nny... I do not want anything from you. I just wish that you would stick up for yourself. Those filth treat you so badly! "They are what they are. I can't change that." Johnny whispered. You can make them pay. Mr. Eff said, voice suddenly turning from concerned to cruel, dripping with malice. Johnny's eyes went wide. "No! No... I can't... Not again... No more! I won't!" Eff laughed. You want to though. "No! I don't!" Of course you do, my dear boy. I know all your thoughts. You have thought often of doing... he trailed off dramatically. Terrible things. Nny clutched his head in his hands and rocked back and both muttering, "No... No... Never..." Oh, shhh, shhh, Nny. Stop that. How else will they stop treating you so badly? The teachers in this miserable hell-hole won't do anything. No one wants to help someone like you. Only me and I have told you the way to stop it. You want to. I know it. It is the only way, my boy. Johnny stopped rocking and looked up, sniffing slightly. "Maybe..." Yesss... You can do it. Punish them for the wrongs they have inflicted upon you! Grind them into the ground like the filth they are! Do whatever you want with their bodies; I promise that nothing will ever to happen to you. He stood up, a smile beginning to spread across his lips. "They have done horrible things to me. Maybe... Maybe it is time they are taught a lesson." he said. Good boy! Now, do it!!! Johnny's grin spread widely across his face, Grinch-like. A strange, focused, empty look grew in his eyes. Yes. The bullying and torture would end this weekend, before the snowplows reached them. The few students and teachers that remained would be easy prey to him. Y'see, the designers of the school had also included a number of secret rooms and passageways in the school, for the janitors and teachers to get to one place in the huge school to another quickly and easily. But now only a few janitors and teachers bothered to use the small, dank and dimly lit corridors. Plus, the rumors of ghosts didn't help either. They would rather just navigate the halls with the students. Johnny knew all of them, of course. He often hid in them and used them to get to his classes without meeting any of the kids who bullied him. Nny shouldered his pack and reached into the tops of his boots, withdrawing a matching pair of long blades. The blades were shaped like long scalene triangles, honed to razor sharpness. The handles were leather wrapped and the pommels, oddly enough, bore happy faces painted on them by Johnny himself. Transferring them to one hand, he advanced on the fuse box for the entire school and swung the door open. He hummed some classical music softly to himself as he read down the list, one long slender finger following the labels. This should do it... he thought and flipped several. I'll just leave enough lights on for me to see by. I have better night-sight than most of that filth.
"Dammit!" Dee swore. "Now the powers out?!? Can't they do anything right?" Suddenly, the emergency lights switched on. They weren't very bright though. "Stupid things are probably as old as the school itself." she grumbled. "C'mon you guys. Lets go see if the phones are still working. My cell doesn't have any damn reception in this bloody place."
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Post by Ravenmaster on Jan 21, 2006 11:58:07 GMT -5
Rachelle gasped as the lights suddenly turned off then the dim emergency lights went on. She looked to the janitor's door then knocked again. "Johnny, get out of there." She said, demandingly. Did the power cut itself? Rachelle shrugged then knocked once more. "Nny!" She looked around the halls again. She wasn't sure if anyone heard her. Now she didn't care. She hoped Nny wasn't too upset. It was bad enough when Rachelle had a guilt trip like this on a normal day. Maybe Nny could be a project. From school outcast, to school A-List. She liked the sound of that. A perfect excuse if someone found her trying to find Nny too.
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Post by raptor-chick on Jan 23, 2006 1:10:18 GMT -5
Dee swore again as she slammed down the phone. It was dead. All the phones in the office were dead. Even the pay phones by the gym didn't work! She spyed a teacher walking down the hall, looking slightely worried. "Hello, Mr. Hill!" she purred sweetly, greeting one of the science teachers. "What has happened to the power and the phones?" He blinked. He had heard many nasty tales about this girl, though she had never been in one of his classes. She seemed nice enough. "The weight of the snow probably just broke some tree branches onto the power lines. Why?" "I'm just wondering. Uh, do you happen to have a cell phone I could borrow? Mine doesn't get any reception here.""Nope. Sorry." he replied with a grin. "Those things cause brain cancer. Maybe one of your friends has one?" "No." she said sourly, losing all of her sweetness. "They don't work either." She walked by him without so much as a 'thank you' or 'good bye'. Mr. Hill frowned and continued on to his office. She turned to go back to her locker near the weight room and saw Rachelle standing outside of one of the janitor's rooms. She smirked. "What the hell are you doing?"
Johnny heard voices outside the door. So people had sought him out? Probably to pester him again. Well, no more! "I'll be out in a minute!" he called cordially. "Wait just a moment!" He reached out for the doorknob, when... Stop! Nny! What are you doing?!?a new voice scolded. Shame on you! How could you even think of doing such terrible things to people! "What? Psycho Doughboy?" he said, voice faltering. Yes. It's me. Disgusting thoughts. If you do this, you will be lowering yourself to their level, my boy! "N-no." he stuttered. "They deserve it! I'm going to do this! I'm tired of being depressed, D-Boy! Stop ruining my good moods!" Yes! Eff chimed in fiercely Let our boy do what he wants for once! Be quiet. I am very disappointed with you. Why bother living when you have performed such gruesome things with salad tongs, for gods sake? I don't know how you can possibly live with yourself. "W-what? Oh, no! What am I doing?!?" he said, again becoming the shy boy of before. "This isn't right. I can't do this again. No more killing..." Yesss.... D-Boy hissed cruelly Kill yourself. End your life for performing such terrible deeds! SHUT UP! Eff roared Don't make me break my foot off in your ass! Leave our boy alone! You treat him as badly as those blood sacks out there! Nny, Nny don't listen to him! He wants you to fail! Show him how great you can be. Rise above those filthy creatures out there! Kill! KILL! Nny, blinked, momentarily confused, but then, his resolve returned. "I'm sorry, Mr. Eff. I won't listen to him again." he replied, completely oblivious to the fact that he was having a conversation where only he could hear the other half.
((Argh! Took me a long time to actually make this post work! It's hard doing 3 charries at the same time!>.<))
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Post by Ravenmaster on Jan 23, 2006 8:43:26 GMT -5
(<.< I bet!)
Rachelle turned looking at Dee. "Oh, hey Dee." She said. Her voice sounded worried and strange. She put her ear to the door. She could only make out Nny's voice but not many of the actual words. "Nny's talking to himself." She murmured. "It's kinda creepy...Nny!" She called again, knocking on the door. She looked to Dee again. "I think something's wrong with him. Those jock asses hurt him in the weight room." It was almost...heavenly to see Rachelle this worried. About someone else even! Rachelle didn't think about how Dee might use it against her. Rachelle was human, she couldn't help who she felt sorry for.
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Post by raptor-chick on Jan 24, 2006 3:10:48 GMT -5
Dee blinked. "What?" she said, hurrying over. She pressed her ear to the door. "Maybe he has a concussion or something." It wouldn't be a good thing if he died; she didn't like him and wanted to make his life miserable, but he wasn't one of the select few she wanted dead. "What's he doing- Oh crap!" Dee yelped and jumped away from the door like she had been burned. "Did you hear that? He said something about killing!"
Johnny whistled cheerily and bent to pick up his knives. He stuck one back into the top of his boot and twirled the other between the fingers of his left hand as he reached towards the doorknob. He pressed the button, unlocking the door and opened. The first thing he saw was Rachelle and Dee. A manic glint was in his eyes and he grinned broadly. "I remember you two; you tormented me ever since I got here. You spread horrible rumors about me. I'm gonna enjoy this."
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Post by Ravenmaster on Jan 24, 2006 17:28:18 GMT -5
"Nny!" Rachelle yelled, suddenly grabbing Dee's arm. She shook her head suddenly then pushed Dee toward the hallway. "Go! Hurry!" She said then glanced at Nny. She knew it...how did she know? These things...she knew she would have gotten into trouble like this. She took the door knob, shutting her eyes and tried to push Johnny back into the closet. "Nny, what's wrong with you?!" It was like a freaky horror movie. Someone goes crazy then goes on a killing spree. Its worse than that babysitting one she remembered. The call was coming inside the house, get out of the house! "Johnny!"
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Post by raptor-chick on Jan 24, 2006 19:18:12 GMT -5
Johnny grunted and shoved back, surprisingly strong for someone so skinny, possessed with the strength of the insane. "Nothing is wrong with me; I've only finally dared to do what I've only fantasized about all these years! I'm sick of being miserable all the time!" He growled and threw himself against the door, succeeding in gaining a few more inches. He wedged the steel tip of one boot in the door and peered through the crack. "You people are ignorant little thorns; always cutting into each other, always fighting amongst each other for popularity!" he hissed at Rachelle's frightened face. "You roaches, with your unyielding little minds! Why is it that without fail, whenever I leave my house, it's as if I have given up my right to be left alone or treated with respect?"
Dee looked in horror as Rachelle struggled with Johnny. She couldn't think of anything to do; she simply blanked out. She, with all of her plots and rumors, didn't know what to do. Dee turned and ran, rounding the corner and flying up the stair like a bat out of Hell. A few students were clustered in the hall. "HE'S GONE NUTS!" she screamed hoarsely. "He's gonna kill us all! RUN!" She pelted off down the corridor until she reached the hallway that held the doors to the bleachers above the gym. It had a pale green gate that could be pulled across the hall and locked. It was rarely used, except during the summer vacation, but the janitors kept it in good condition, despite the chips in the paint. She grunted and growled and threw all of her slender weight into the gate, yanking it shut. She fumbled with the open padlock and snapped it shut. Sighing, Dee slumped onto on of the benches, keeping wary eye on the gate. She was safe; no one could get past that unless they had a bolt cutter.
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Post by Ravenmaster on Jan 24, 2006 22:40:21 GMT -5
"Nny, you don't know what you're saying!" Rachelle yelled, pushing up against the door with her back. Why couldn't anyone hear her?! All those jocks...they were just cowards with big arms. "Johnny, stop!" She said. Her cheerleading didn't give her a lot of muscle, this was more than the girl could take. Tears had started their decent down the tan skin of her face and past the dark brown freckles. "Johnny!" She yelped, losing footing and letting the door suddenly slam her against the wall. "Stop!"
(*makes a slit-throat gensture* ;D)
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Post by raptor-chick on Jan 25, 2006 1:16:23 GMT -5
He nearly fell forwards, but managed to catch himself. He put his head to the side thoughtfully. "Why do you say that?" He twirled his knife. How intriguing. She actually was talking to him decently instead of insulting him. "Funny how everything changes when one is holding a knife." he commented. "Perhaps if you give a thorough explanation of why you think I am doing the wrong thing, I might let you live slightly longer." He enjoyed seeing his victims struggle to save their own pitiful lives. However, in the end, he eventually killed them. He knew she was only trying to stall until someone came along to save her and he'd give her that chance. After all, he had the knives.
Dee whimpered, rocking back and forth. Oh god oh god oh god... She was going to die! All because of her stupid rumormongering! This was like some horror movie, except she had no idea how to outwit the villain! The only way she could think of to keep herself alive was to wait it out. Yes. He couldn't get her in here; it was locked. Dee sniffed in the darkness.
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Post by Ravenmaster on Jan 25, 2006 8:10:51 GMT -5
Shakily, Rachelle stood on her two feet. "I..." She started but she hated looking at him like this. He was insane... "It probably can't mean much now...but I'm sorry, Nny. I followed you because I saw what they did to you and I felt sorry for you! Johnny, I'm sorry!"
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Post by raptor-chick on Jan 25, 2006 13:36:27 GMT -5
He was taken aback and stumbled back slightly, his eyes widening. He had heard the noise they made, the false promises, the fake repents, the empty apologies. But this... This wasn't. She meant this. NNY! Eff screamed. What are you doing?!? Kill her! Kill her! NO! Don't do that! STOPPIT NNY! Johnny was backing away, knife wavering slightly. Why was he doing this? It was horrible. No one should do that to another human. No one! But just then... "Hey! What are doing, Noodle Boy?!?" a jock yelled. "Get away from her, Freak!" The burly red-haired boy came barreling down the hall like a rogue moose, huffing and snorting. Johnny had time for one gasp before he was tackled by the jock. They went sliding down the floor with a squeal. When they came to a stop, far from lying limp and weak, Johnny struggled, kicking with his hard boots and punching with his free hand as the jock tried to prevent Nny from freeing the hand with the dagger. Then, the large boy grunted and pushed himself up onto his knees. Johnny scrambled out from under him and got to his feet, but remained crouched, one hand just touching the floor to keep his balance. The jock got up, weaving and making funny little grunting and whining noises. He turned towards Rachelle, revealing the dagger protruding out of his belly. Then he slumped over. Nny was on him immidiately, yanking the dagger out with a wet noise and stabbing the still living boy over and over! Then, he drew his arm back and swept it across the jock's throat. Blood spurted out in a gory fountain, showering Nny and the ugly linoleum floor. He grinned at the terrified girl through a mask of blood, then turned and ran away into the darkness.
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Post by Ravenmaster on Jan 25, 2006 16:43:18 GMT -5
(heh... Rogue moose...)
Rachelle just stared. There were spatters of blood on her shoes, her new shoes! But this was no time to be materialistic. Its like she had seen the face of death itself through Johnny. This was exactly like the horror movies. Someone goes crazy and everyone starts to regret everything they did to that person. At least though, Rachelle got to live and actually think on those rumours and other impliments of torture. The sight of so much blood made her queezy as it pooled out throughout the end of the hall. It was horrible to know this truth...this truth that had to happen to everyone at some point, even if they don't realize it. The truth that someone's life had just shattered into nothing but red water right before her eyes. She pulled herself up as best as she could using the bloody doorknob for support. She was a witness to this. She had to tell everyone that Johnny was out to get everyone who hurt him. She had noticed that Johnny had almost looked as if he was going to just stop and apologize or just run away. Maybe there was still a little sanity left in him... She felt like she would faint, the blood was moving so fast. Instead she shut her eyes tightly and just screamed.
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Post by InsanexBandit on Jan 25, 2006 17:22:48 GMT -5
OoC| Heh, moose. Is it too late to join? |
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Post by Ravenmaster on Jan 25, 2006 17:51:05 GMT -5
(<.<...I don't think so...)
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Post by raptor-chick on Jan 26, 2006 12:59:14 GMT -5
((Nope! Join away!))
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