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06-06-2006, 06:23 PM
From behind them, a young man watched the girls. The fact that he was dressed entirely in black with long black hair gave him the illusion of being wreathed in shadow. He wasn't a member of the cult, altho he'd been begged to join; mostly, he prefered to work alone. He was responsible for a lot of unsolved murders round the town; he made sure they weren't put down to the cult by always leaving his trademark; ie, removing the heads and hands.
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06-06-2006, 06:25 PM
"No... I see them, but my vision's always black and white and gray. I look up, and they walk away. I end up getting either a splitting headache or an upset stomach later." A nasty chill shot up her spine, and she ate some of the popcorn. "Honestly, did you hear about the unsolved murders? The ones with the decapitated people? Still can't find the bugger who did it."
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool |
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06-06-2006, 06:29 PM
The man dressed in black heard them, and smiled. Not a pleasent smile, more one to frighten ppl. He generally went by the name of Lonnie White, altho the first name was just a nickname and the second not his surname at all, just an ironic statement from someone who only dressed in black and who's naturally black hair fell to his waist. He idly wondered which one of the ppl in the cinema would be the unlucky addition to his list of victims...
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06-06-2006, 06:30 PM
"You noticed him too?"
"I think the ones I've been working on lately are a lot worse, though. No way that guy could beat him." She sipped her cola, and said, "Oh, joy, crappier than hell elevator music. -_-" I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool |
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06-06-2006, 06:31 PM
"Flatter then a ten year old's t*ts. Now, excuse, I gott find Amani before she dies."
"Without heroes we are all plain people and don't know how far we can go." -Bernard Malamud |
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06-06-2006, 06:33 PM
"Be careful. This end of town's a load of bull."
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool |
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06-06-2006, 06:33 PM
Lonnie had a variety of ways to dispatch victims; he always made sure that nothing could be traced back to him. As far as the reason for killing, he would say that he enjoyed it. A psychiatrist however, would put it down to a bad childhood... and be very close to the mark.
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06-06-2006, 06:36 PM
"I know. -_-;; D@mn you, Amani, for liking this place." Kella got up, accidentally bumping into Lonnie.
"Without heroes we are all plain people and don't know how far we can go." -Bernard Malamud |
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06-06-2006, 06:36 PM
Kayte stared blankly at the screen as the move started, not really seeing it. She closed her eyes, and a near invisible arm appeared from her back. She'd noticed it a few months before, but hadn't said anything. She put it down to the weird sonar radiation.
She let it drift to the back, thanking that there wasn't much light, and tapped Lonnie on the shoulder. Hey, could ya get out of the way of the movie light? Thanks. I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool |
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