Broken and Remade

ninjagirl • 11 February 2013 at 6:55 AM

@jupiter_hollow

Smiling at the boys explanation of his rustbucket, she followed him down the stairs. 'I do not live.' She stated. 'I simply exist. I exist out of spite, knowing that my appearance on this earth causes damage to so many people's lives.' She kept her plans of quitting the game soon quiet. Making it to the bathroom, she lingered behind Eytan, unsure of where the bandages were kept.
She could feel the pain shooting up her arm once more now that she wasnt distracted. She blinked, her eyes searching around this place to find an oasis for her thoughts. 'Hey,' she muttered, 'Who d'ya think used this house before it was abandoned, huh?' She eyed the crimson stains on the wall. 'And.. Who used it after it was abandoned?' The thought of what had caused these stains made her crack a smile. 'Seriously, I wanna meet these people!' She grinned.

aizel • 11 February 2013 at 5:11 PM

@ninjagirl IT'S RAINING STATS! 😱 HALLELUJAH IT'S RAINING STATS! EH EH O3O #Depressingpost < -- Just gonna put this here xD
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The tips of his mouth upturning in a small smirk, Eytan let out a chuckle-like huff.
"Don't we all? Nobody's got better things to do but make others' life hell. 's how we ended up here. Because of such people."

He went silent, only now actually pondering on the words he hadn't thought before saying. It was true. Startlingly so, considering his half asleep mind and all the numbed brain cells that he had yet to wake up.

It wasn't their fault. They weren't to blame for the world they'd grown up in. They weren't to blame for their misfortune. Some of them blamed God, but the almighty holy spirit didn't exist for others. So they preferred to blame the rest of the world for their lives. For being shunned and looked down upon. Ending up stepped on and kicked around, switching from heartless to heartless. Finding temporary kindnes from strangers, only to be abandoned in the gutters, beaten, cut and bleeding, inside and out. And then, after turning out to be emotionless and dead and lacking any humane feelings, they were still blamed for what they were by that same world that had shattered them so severely. Chewed up and spat out by society, living lives nobody bothered to acknowledge or sympathize with.

Outcasts.

Scum.

Living dead, in the word's full meaning.

Soulless, but cursed with a clear mind, so they could soberly comprehend how terrible a situation they were in. Two lungs to remind them they still existed with each sip of air, and a heart that he himself despised for leading him astray so many times before. He didn't want those, he didn't need them. Alive was such a terrible thing to be...

Turning, he smiled crookedly, unable to force the tips of his mouth in an actual happy [removed]he liked to think he'd simply forgotten how to smile).
"Maybe we can kill together?" he offered, handing the chipped first aid kit over Meilin.

ninjagirl • 21 February 2013 at 3:12 PM

@jupiter_hollow

Meilin looked up at the boys suggestion. Killing... Together? She took the first aid kit and began to work away. 'Well. I'm going to tell you this because I already owe you quite a lot. I am not someone you should choose as a companion. Look away for even a moment and you could be stabbed in the back. I mean this literally now. A lapse of concentration, or anger, even simple boredom, and if you have your guard down at that time I may literally kill you. And if I myself don't kill you, I will still probably be the cause of your death. A lot of people want me dead, I don't actually blame them, but I'm not going to lose. I'm going to quit when I feel like it. Because of this I will do everything within my power to keep myself winning until I do quit. So doing something like risking your life for me is really not a good move. Basically, stick with me and you are probably going to die because of me. You know why I'm telling you this. If it was someone else, the answer would be a straight yes and you would find them dead only days later.' She shut the first aid kit, happy with her work. It would have to do. Turning back to Eytan she realised something. After that rant, he must find her crazy. Anyone would. She even spilled about the game. He would have no idea what she was talking about. That was good though. He would stay away from her then. To tell the truth, over the past whirlwind she had started to like him. A person like her could not have friends, so the sooner he cleared out the better. People were all the same and all that crap, but killing other people was fun and no one was going to tell her otherwise. She would kill everyone and it would be great and fun and then she would win and end the game. That's what would happen. Hehe.

jupiter_hollow • 21 February 2013 at 3:13 PM

@ninjagirl o3o Supah fast!

Standing put in the corner of the small room, Eytan shifted to remove his weight from the dented boiler, plopping down on the cloth-covered toilet seat. It was a bathroom after all, littered with scrap metal and stacked with a disturbing collection of sharp objects (probably everything in the house), decorated richly in deep crimson and light red, respectively arterial and veinous blood. Strangely enough... it all seemed fresh, the liqiud slapped on the pretty puke green tiles. Some of the red stains were old and dried, but others seemed only a few hours old. Strange enough to make a normal human being jump out of his or her skin and hail escape, right? If anything, neither Eytan, nor Meilin were normal people (obviously). So there was no hailing. All the dark-haired boy bothered to do while listening to Meilin's lecture, was bob his head up and down - to agree whole-heartedly and partially hence tiredness. At the end, he frowned, stopping the silly motion.
"W't makes you think I'm afraid?" he mumbled out inaudibly after she was finished, the sound bouncing off the enclosed tiled room's walls and echoing eerily, despite the intended quiet nature of the sentence. "I'm not afraid of you. Or Emlyn. 've had my share of punches from him. 'll have my share of punches from you. Or yells, if anything. Not afraid of this life. Not afraid of death either." he stood up, still clutching Vektra's serrated remaints. "Got nothing to live for. You have your game of life and death to complete." he mentally noted himself to aask for that later. "I have..." he paused to think. "All I have is my gun. Got eighteen bullets. If you want me and my eighteen bullets?" he questioned lightly, sounding braindead, if anything. Like a drunk, he looked lifelessly dull, shineless eyes, blank expression. And yet he was offering help... Why would he do that? What was so important about this equally lifeless, dull and blank girl? What was so special about a ruthless thief and murderer?
"...If you want me and my eighteen bullets? Or just my eighteen bullets? You can have them." he mumbled, offering not the gun, nor the bullets, but himself. As a helper. An ally... And after everything, what was so special about this raven? Meilin? Yeah, that was her name. What was so special about Meilin? He had yet to find out...

ninjagirl • 4 June 2013 at 7:01 PM

@jupiter_hollow YH IM SO SUPAH FAST SUPAHSONIC SPEED O3O

Meilin smirked. This whole thing was pretty weird if you thought about it. Here they were, in an abandoned house.. That could be called a slaughterhouse.. But- here they were. In the bathroom of an abandoned house. Hiding from some crazy Jamaican dude who wanted to kill them both. They had only met a few hours ago and they had already killed and ran from explosions together. And now they were thinking of teaming up. After today, could it possibly get any weirder?
Well then. She guessed it was time to find out.
'We may as well try, so.' She grinned at the boy. 'Offer accepted!' It was gonna be strange trying to resist the urge to slaughter him, though. Instincts would still be instincts and that voice in the back of her mind would be there telling her to kill him again and again. Who doesn't like killing their allies? Go on, it's just a random dude..
But this time it would be different! She would actually try NOT to kill him, and they would kill everyone together, as long as he didn't try to steal her meals from her.. After everyone was dead, and there was only the two of them left, she would then try to kill him. Then she would win and quit.
Oh man, she was starting to get excited about this actually. Double the people meant double the massacre! Maybe she could win in record time! That would be amazing! Time took to kill everyone: 17 years. That must be some kind of record.. Hopefully some baby with a nuclear bomb hadn't already blown up everyone. She wouldn't put it past them.. Babies were so evil. They were like spies, sent to control everyone's minds.
But she didn't really know this dude. What if he tried to kill her? What if he wanted to be a winner also? Maybe he was plotting against her... Didn't seem like it though. She would have to give him the benefit of doubt for now. But if he tried once to aim a gun at her, she would run away. She wouldn't be accepting any meals or drinks he made, in case he tried to poison her. She wouldn't be sleeping, but that wasn't a change.
But hey, it could be fun.