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Post by Koxio on Oct 16, 2014 17:15:43 GMT -5
I'm tempted to make eiko just kill herself on here the eiko x eiko ship because you know she's forever alone and all that I also have no other opportunities to kill her sobs wow
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Post by All Ollie All The Time (llama) on Oct 16, 2014 17:16:42 GMT -5
I'm tempted to make eiko just kill herself on here the eiko x eiko ship because you know she's forever alone and all that I also have no other opportunities to kill her sobs wow don't u wow me son
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Post by maddiege on Oct 16, 2014 17:20:39 GMT -5
I'm tempted to make eiko just kill herself on here the eiko x eiko ship because you know she's forever alone and all that I also have no other opportunities to kill her sobs have her kill kesu they're a friendship kinda so it counts
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Post by All Ollie All The Time (llama) on Oct 16, 2014 17:22:45 GMT -5
I'm tempted to make eiko just kill herself on here the eiko x eiko ship because you know she's forever alone and all that I also have no other opportunities to kill her sobs have her kill kesu they're a friendship kinda so it counts but but then I can't murder her what other chance do I have wow urgh decisions the wheelchair wonder can either kill herself or kesu
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Post by tomokomustprotecteveryone on Oct 16, 2014 17:41:20 GMT -5
So annoyed now I was literally in the middle of a post for Des killing Kouu horribly then my internet app crashed w h y
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Post by maddiege on Oct 16, 2014 18:02:18 GMT -5
have her kill kesu they're a friendship kinda so it counts but but then I can't murder her what other chance do I have wow urgh decisions the wheelchair wonder can either kill herself or kesu whispers kill kesu
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Post by All Ollie All The Time (llama) on Oct 16, 2014 18:03:49 GMT -5
but but then I can't murder her what other chance do I have wow urgh decisions the wheelchair wonder can either kill herself or kesu whispers kill kesu urgh will do I guess I will make a beautiful paragraph on how the wheelchair wonder turned murderer
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Post by Junko Inukai on Oct 16, 2014 18:04:42 GMT -5
oh man this idea would be interesting with chiyo or miharu :0000
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Post by maddiege on Oct 16, 2014 18:05:15 GMT -5
urgh will do I guess I will make a beautiful paragraph on how the wheelchair wonder turned murderer y e s
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Post by All Ollie All The Time (llama) on Oct 16, 2014 18:07:26 GMT -5
urgh will do I guess I will make a beautiful paragraph on how the wheelchair wonder turned murderer y e s it'll be perf
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Post by tomokomustprotecteveryone on Oct 16, 2014 18:13:38 GMT -5
Des -> Kouu (This is what des would have done if he had to murder)
Just because she was paralysed, it didn't mean she couldn't feel pain...
It's just that she couldn't do anything about it.
Though she was sleeping at the time of the injection, Kouu seemed to be awake now, her head's sudden jerking around coming to a slow stop. Eventually the only thing left moving were her yellow eyes, which were whizzing around in their sockets.
She shouldn't have lied. Desmond turned around from Kouu to face the pile of items he had stolen. Some from some of the dead, others from those who were still alive. Ice skates from Sugar, Jimins gavel, his scalpel, Sareta's blade, Kouu's disks, Kesu's gardening shears, Choshi's plastic scissors... the list went on. An item relating to every single student was here, waiting to be used as a weapon. After putting Chiyo's sewing pin into the hole in Kouu's neck left by the injection, Desmond grabbed hold of the ice skates, and began getting to work, staring back into the yellow eyes that looked at him. They were absolutely terrified.
He would work his way up. Fit his scalpel in somewhere near the middle to make it not point any suspicion in his direction. The blades at the bottom of the shoe had been sharpened, making it much easier for it to cut deep into her thigh, but not deep enough to slice her femoral open. Didn't want her to die that quick. Nevertheless, blood lazily spurted out of the cut when it was made. Once this was done, he left the skating shoe inside the cut. Sugar probably wouldn't want to use them anyway. He made contact with her eyes again, watching as they widened and then closed, as if she was screaming silently - probably distressed by the fact that she couldn't move at all, or even fight back. She deserved it.
Kouu had died when Desmond had slid Choshi's scissors in between her ribs, through her intercostal muscles and into the soft tissue of her left lung, eventually causing it to collapse. Once the wound had been left open long enough to kill her, he fitted the scissors back in. Looks like she had made it through thirteen of the items. Oh well. Still had eleven to go.
A few hours later, Desmond was done. Every single item had been used, and was left lodged in Kouu's still body, leaving the bed she was lying on drenched in pink blood. If every weapon had been used to kill her, no one would know what to do at the class trial. He would get out of here, alive. Desmond turned went inside the bathroom and got out of his bloody surgeon scrubs, and into his casual clothes, stuffing the scrubs into one of the plastic bags he bad been wearing over his shoes to protect them. As he left the room, Desmond looked back one time at his masterpiece and paused.
Goodbye Kouu.
(This is what you get out of lack of sleep Hannibal and fencing enjoy)
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Post by maddiege on Oct 16, 2014 18:16:22 GMT -5
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Post by All Ollie All The Time (llama) on Oct 16, 2014 18:21:48 GMT -5
I hope u know this is long and detailed
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Post by M on Oct 16, 2014 18:27:41 GMT -5
Cleo --> Grace I'm sorry this was needed Cleo thought back to the time, when somebody told him humor had something to do with death and killing. Of course, it shocked him, to hear of such a saying. Apparently, it had come from a game, from a very liked character. Cleo looked at the sky. It was turning pink, like...blood... Instantly, Cleo jolted in surprise. When Grace spoke, Cleo couldn't hear her, too shocked and lost in thought. A demon-like craving washed over him, and, looking over to his side, Cleo saw a stick, with a pointed edge that could be use to stab somebody. Of course, it was an insane thought to think of stabbing somebody with a stick, but with thoughts running down your brain, you wanted to give it a shot. Give killing a shot. Grabbing the stick with one hand, Grace didn't seem to notice. Then, turning around, Cleo rose the stick up, and stabbed. Over, and over, with his girlfriend telling him to stop, until her voice stopped for the final time. Cleo froze, dropping the stick, jolting up, staring at the pink blood on his hands. Cleo West was no longer a Comedian. He was no longer is old self, just a shell. Just a shell...that's right. He no longer was laughing at jokes, he was only laughing at deaths, mocking them for dying. Cleo West was no longer himself. bump Mholy f uck that's? beautiful but i
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Post by M on Oct 16, 2014 18:31:12 GMT -5
Des -> Kouu (This is what des would have done if he had to murder) Just because she was paralysed, it didn't mean she couldn't feel pain... It's just that she couldn't do anything about it. Though she was sleeping at the time of the injection, Kouu seemed to be awake now, her head's sudden jerking around coming to a slow stop. Eventually the only thing left moving were her yellow eyes, which were whizzing around in their sockets. She shouldn't have lied. Desmond turned around from Kouu to face the pile of items he had stolen. Some from some of the dead, others from those who were still alive. Ice skates from Sugar, Jimins gavel, his scalpel, Sareta's blade, Kouu's disks, Kesu's gardening shears, Choshi's plastic scissors... the list went on. An item relating to every single student was here, waiting to be used as a weapon. After putting Chiyo's sewing pin into the hole in Kouu's neck left by the injection, Desmond grabbed hold of the ice skates, and began getting to work, staring back into the yellow eyes that looked at him. A few hours later, Desmond was done. Every single item had been used, and was left lodged in Kouu's still body, leaving the bed she was lying on drenched in pink blood. If every weapon had been used to kill her, no one would know what to do at the class trial. He would get out of here, alive. Desmond turned went inside the bathroom and got out of his bloody surgeon scrubs, and into his casual clothes, stuffing the scrubs into one of the plastic bags he bad been wearing over his shoes to protect them. As he left the room, Desmond looked back one time at his masterpiece and paused. Goodbye Kouu. (This is what you get out of lack of sleep Hannibal and fencing enjoy) this is fucking beautiful i i wish it had actually happened
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