Like only THREE OTHER PPL. Not everyone else.

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Me is a member on this board, you know.

Originally Posted by Coppertop

Like only THREE OTHER PPL. Not everyone else.

You assume that I think before posting?

Well ...

*looks around for SlaYo or Derby*
We'd better get back on topic.

Coppertop paced, waiting for SlaYo.
He'd better hurry.
There wasn't much time left. She was pretty sure that Ninja knew about her. And she had a feeling that something bad had happened.

Anaiyu curls up in a blanket and falls asleep.

Ninja melts from the cuteness of sleeping Anaiyu, and becomes UN-INSANE. ;o ;o

And the thread promptly dies because of LACK OF INPUT, SlaYo's absence, and Ninja's conversion.

and because reg ;)

Yes.

*laments*

gun pow powp ow bang

Ninja, post some more story. You freak

It's your turn. >|

Eh ... I think it is.

Ninja ran his fingers along the blade of his dagger as he walked through the abandoned apartment building, the floor creaking beneath his boots. I need to sleep
He hadn't slept for over 24 hours. How could he? He was being stalked, and was stalking someone at the same time. He pushed open a door, and saw a covered person sleeping on the floor. I don't have time for this sh!t. Drawing his gun, and loading a tranqulizer dart into it, he shot the covered person in the back, flinched at the squeal, and leaned backwards against the wall and closed his eyes. If he didn't find SlaYo, SlaYo would find him.

Time: 1:42 AM

(there, I found a way to fit anaiyu in the story, somehow. >|)

Spaztic's eyes slowly opened, but still all he saw was blackness. His head throbbed in pain for a moment, then went back down. He pushed himself up from the wet pavement and stared forward in confusion. It was night out, still. Still...yes, slowly his memory came back to him and he remembered what had happened. Pawing around on the asphalt he discovered the wallet again and looked into it. The pictured license was gone, the rest was still there. Someone must have stolen it. But who?

He slowly stood up and pushed off the dirts from his clothes. Looking down the alley the streetlights flickered dimly. He must not have been unconcious too long. He walked towards the street and peeked his head around a corner. No one was there, so he quickly walked out onto the street. He wondered what was going on where he had knocked out the police officer, so he got an idea.

Going into another alley and found some old metal stairs that led up beside an abandoned apartment building. He ascended quickly but quietly until he got to the roof of the buildding, then snuck over to the edge of the opposite side and looked down towards where the scene had taken place.

Bright yellow caution tape was stretched around the perimeter of the area and a few cop cars were parked, as well as an ambulance. He noticed the police officer was not there, but instead was a chalk outline of his body. The mugger was on a stretcher being moved into the ambulance. What had he done? He had never meant to murder the man.

Spaztic knew he was now in trouble with law, but didn't realize the greater struggle going on. He took out Slayo's wallet and looked inside once again. Later he would realize at that moment he'd already accidentally chosen sides against Ninja and his disease of impure influence and deception. Not only that, but he was rather annoyed that he wasn't included in his signature.

I was about to comment on that. Put Tick in yer sig, Ninja!

The sound of a loose brick.
Someone's on the roof.

Ninja pulled his dagger from his boot, and kicked open the door, looking up at the glass roof. Whoever it is is in another area
He ran to the opposite end of the building, and kicked open the door to the outside, climbing up the stairs to the roof. He could make out a figure looking down at the street. He's alive, so he's got to be dead.
Ninja creeped up behind the person, and prepared to cut his throat and kick him off the building. Then he looked down. I don't need the attention.
He backed off, while loading a tranqulizer dart into his pistol, and fired.

Click

(-)

He grabbed the figure and they ra......rolled towards a glass panel on the roof, (the one where I was sleeping, hint hint ;o :o ;o :o,) he grabbed the persons head, and threw him through the glass, jumped back to the edge of the roof, and shot at a nearby ambulance, killing the driver, and diverting the attention of the police. Running down the fire escape, he dropped to the ground, and ran for the police car.

Yay for BIASED STORYS. ;DD

Derby: Filter bypass edit.

Spaztic placed the wallet back into his pocket and sighed. He stared down at the street rather woefully, but his attention was suddenly diverted to a sound behind him.

Was someone there? Doubtful...how would anyone possibly know he was there? It was probably just some bird landing somewhere.

He continued to study the scene below and until suddenly he noticed a sharp pain in his neck. He felt weak, and wanted to stop standing. His legs trembled as if he was about to fall. His eyes began to shut but he could still hear. He felt like he was being dragged somewhere, then he heard a crashing sound. Did he fall off the roof? What was going on? Pain seemed to evelope his body.

He heard another bang, and then some far off screams that slowly faded into silence and darkness.

* * * * * Dramatic Unconcious Period of Time Elapses * * * * *

Spaztic's eyes opened suddenly. He felt panicked but was unable to move. He was laying on his side and managed to roll over onto his back. Pain shot through his spine, and he realized his entire body was covered in small cuts. His clothes were soaked. Not in blood, but in water. Looking upwards he saw the a shattered skylight. Beyond it - dark, brooding clouds. It must have rained. It dawned on him that he probably had somehow fainted and fallen through a skylight on the roof.

With great effort he managed to sit up. His hands were covered in dried blood, as was his back and legs. He looked around the room. It was quite well furbished for what he thought was supposed to be an abandoned building. Using a nearby coffee table he got onto his knees, and then finally his feet. He needed a shower and a new change of clothes. And some food.

Then the phone rang..

We need SlaYo if this is ever going to be revived properly! SlaY! Post NOW!

DUN DUN DUN !!

'Hi, this is SlaYo, I'll be back soon. ;D'

SlaYo kicked the gate open to ´Everest´ the local graveyard where he was supposed to meet the person who send him the note.
His eyes fell on a bench that was standing under a lonely tree, he slowly walked to it between the somber graves.
SlaYo sat down on the bench and looked around him, the silence was broken by the snapping of a twig behind him.
He pulled his gun and quickly turned around, aiming it in the direction the sound came from. A young girl stepped forward holding her hands up in the air.

`I am glad you came. I have some information for you.`

She glanced around nervously. She didn't know where Ninja was, and that was a problem.
"It's Ninja, Trafton was on your side until recently. I don't know how he did it, but you can be pretty sure that Trafton will be helping Ninja from now on ... you've got a coupla allies around here, so I suggest you look for them."
She turned to go. SlaYo grabbed her sleeve.
"Wait ..."
"I can't, he's probably following me. Get out of here while you can."
She pulled away and vanished into the night.

YaY! *hugz0rz SlaY*

PEOPLE DIE!

Coppertop wins ;D SlaYo wins.
Ninja does not, we rule. You don't.
Goodbye l;(

I KNEW we'd win in the end ...!

*allies with CT and SlaY at the last second, and wins too* ^^

We winned! YaY!

*falls over from her lapse of bad grammar*

*saves CT*

Thank you. You win again.